k-  Tl*»l    l/   r.^    ;i.»» 


&*& 


FROM   THE  LIBRARY  OF 


REV.    LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,   D.  D. 


BEQUEATHED    BY   HIM   TO 


THE   LIBRARY  OF 


PRINCETON   THEOLOGICAL  SEMINARY 


THE 


$atotucfcct  Collection 


OF 


CONFERENCE    HYMNS. 


BY  DAVID  BENEDICT,  A.  M. 

Pastor  of  the  Baptist  Church  in  Pawtucket,  r.  i. 


Teach   and   admonish    one   another   in   Psalms,   and 
Hymns,  and  spiritual  Songs.    .....    Paul, 


THIRD  EDITION. 


BOSTON  : 

'RINTED  AND  PUBLISHED  BY  LINCOLN  fc  BDMANDS, 

No.  53  Cornhill, 
1819. 


/ 


RHODE-ISLAND    DISTRICT. 

Be  it  remembered,  that  on  the  third  day  of  March, 
in  the  year  of  our  Lord  one  thousand  eight  hundred  and 
seventeen,  David  Benedict  of  North-Providence  in  the 
County  of  Providence,  in  said  District  of  Rhode-Island, 
deposited  in  this  Office,  the  title  of  a  Book,  the  right 
whereof  he  claims  as  Proprietor,  in  the  words  follow^ 
ing,  viz. 

»  The  PAWTUCKET  COLLECTION  of  CON- 
FERENCE HYMNS.  By  David  Benedict,  A.  M. 
Pastor  of  the  Baptist  Church  in  Pawtucket,  R.  I." 

"  Teach  and  admonish  one  another  in  Psalms,  and 
Hymns  and  Spiritual  Songs.         .         .         .        Paul." 

In  conformity  to  the  Act  of  the  Congress  of  the  United 
States  entitled,  "  An  act  for  the  encouragement  of 
learning  by  securing  the  copies  of  maps,  charts  and 
books  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies 
during  the  time  therein  mentioned.*'  And  also  to  an 
Act  entitled  '*  an  Act  for  the  encouragement  of  learning, 
by  securing  the  copies  of  maps,  charts,  and  books,  to 
the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies  during  the 
time  therein  mentioned,  and  extending  the  benefits 
thereof  to  the  Arts  of  Designing,  Engraving  and  Etch- 
ing Historical  and  other  Prints." 

N.  R.  KNIGHT,  Clerk  of  rL  District, 


PREFACE. 


THIS  little  volume  was  at  first  prepar- 
ed and  published  under  the  patronage, 
and  for  the  immediate  use  of  the  Baptist 
Church  and  Congregation  in  this  place. 
It  is  not  pretended  to  be  throughout,  a 
selection  of  the  most  finished  pieces  of 
poetical  composition  ;  this  object,  in  many 
respects  desirable,  could  not  well  be 
effected/  as  the  design  of  the  publication 
limited  the  Compiler  to  such  hymns  as 
were  in  use  among  us. 

As  two  Editions  have  been  sold  in  a 
short  time,  and  an  encouraging  demand 
still  continues,  this  Third  Edition  is  pre- 
sented to  the  Churches,  and  the  singers  in 
Israel,  with  the  sincere  desire,  that  it  may 
assist  them  to  sing  with  the  spirit,  and  with 
the  understanding  also ;  and  to  make  mel- 
ody in  their  hearts  to  the  Lord. 

DAVID  BENEDICT. 

Patvtucket,  April,  1819. 


CONFERENCE    HYMNS. 


HYMN  I. 

The  new  Convert, 

O  HOW  happy  are  they 

Who  the  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  up  their  treasure  above  ! 

Tongue  can  never  express 

The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love  ! 

That  sweet  comfort  was  mine, 

When  the  favour  divine 
I  first  found  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb  ; 

When  my  heart  it  believ'd, 

What  true  joy  1  receiv'd, 
What  a  heaven  in  Jesus's  name  ! 

'Twas  a  heaven  below, 

My  Redeemer  to  know  ; 
And  the  angels  could  do  nothing  more 

Than  to  fall  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  auore. 

Jesus  all  the  day  long 

Was  my  joy  and  my  song  ; 
O  that  all  his  salvation  might  see  ! 

He  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cry'd, 

He  hath  suffer'd  and  died, 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me. 

A  2 


On  the  wings  of  his  love, 

1  was  carry'd  above 
All  my  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain  ; 

And  I  coul_d  not  believe 

That  1  ever  should  grieve, 
That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

1  then  rode  on  the  sky, 

Freely  justify  M  1, 
Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  seat  ; 

My  glad  soul  mounted  higher 

In  a  chariot  of  tire, 
And  the  world  was  quite  under  my  feet. 

0  !  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight, 

Which  I  felt  ill  the  life-giving  blood  ! 
Of  my  Saviour  possest, 

1  was  perfectly    blest, 

As  if  fill'd  with  the  fulness  of  God. 


HYMN  2. 
Longing  for  heaven. 
O   WHEN  shall  1  see  Jesus, 

And  reign  with  him  above  ; 
And  from  that  flowing  fountain 

Drink  everlasting  love  ? 
When  shall  I  be  deliver'*) 

From  this  vVm  world  of  sin, 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus 

Drink  endless  pleasures  in  ? 

But  now  I  am  a  soldier, 
My  Captain's  gone  before, 

He's  given  me  my  orders, 
And  bid  me  not  give  o'er  ! 

His  faithful  word  has  promis'd 
A  righteous  crown  to  give, 


A pc!  all  his  valiant  soldiers 
Eternal  life  shall  have. 

Through  grace,  I  am  determined 

To  conquer,  though  1  die, 
And  then  away  to  Jesus, 

On  wings  of  love,  I'll  fly.  J 

Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  you  all  adieu  ; 
And  O,  my  friends,  prove  faithful, 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  your  way, 
Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  the  heav'nly  armour         * 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love, 
Then,  when  tne  combat's  ended, 

He'll  carry- you  above. 

O  do  not  be  discourag'd, 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend  ; 
And  if  you  want  more  knowledge, 

He'll  not  refuse  to  lend  : 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you, 

Though  oft'ner  you  request ; 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer, 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 

And  when  the  last  loud  trumpet 

Shall  rend  the  vaulted  skies, 
And  bid  the  sleeping  ^millions 

From  their  cold  beds  arise, 
Our  ransom'd  dust,  revived, 

Bright  beauties  shall  put  on, 
And  soar  to  the  blest  mansion 

Where  our  Redeemer's  gone. 


8 


Our  eyes  shall  then  with  rapture 

The  Saviour's  face  behold  ; 
Our  feet,  no  more  diverted, 

Shall  walk  the  streets  of  gold  ; 
Our  ears  shall  hear  with  transport 

The  hosts  celestial  sing  ; 
Oui-  tongues  shall  chant  the  glories 

Of  our  immortal   King. 
There  we  shall  reign   triumphant 

Upon  the  blissful  shore, 
And  shout  with  the  redeemed, 

"  Our  trials  all  are  o'er ; 
"  The  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 

*'Our  weary  souls  have  rest  ; 
**  We  now  shall  live  with  Jesus 

"  Eternal   ages   blest  " 
We  shall  outvie  the  angels 

With  the  redeemed  throng, 
And  shout  aloud,    "Salvation  1" 

'Twill  be  our  endless  song. 
They  sing  creating  goodness, 

But  we  redeeming  love  ; 
'Tis  this  shall  be  our  glory 

In  realms  of  joy  above. 


HYMN  3. 

The  sufferings  of  Christ, 
1    THE  Son  of  Man  they  did  betray  : 
He  was  condemn'd  and  led  away  ; 
Think,  O  my  soul,  on  that  dread  day  ; 

Look  on  mount  Calvary — 
Behold  him,  lamb-like,  led  along, 
Surrounded  by  a  wicked  throng  ; 
Accused  by  each  lying  tongue, 
And  then  the  Lamb  of  God  they  hung 
Upon  the  shameful  tree. 


2  'Twas  thus  the  glorious  Sufferer  stood, 
With  hands  and  feet  nail'd  lo  the  wood;  *' 
From  ev'ry  wound  a  stream  of  blood 

Came  flowing  down  amain. 
His  bitter  groans  all  nature  shook  ; 
And  at  his  voice  the  rocks  were  broke, 
And  sleeping  saints  their  graves  forsook, 
While  spiteful  Jews  around  him  rnock'd, 

And  laughed  at  his  pain. 

3  Now,  hung  between  the  eanh  and  skies, 
Behold  in  agonies  he  dies  1 

O  sinners,  hear  his  mournful  cries  ; 

Come  see  his  torturkig  pain. 
The  morning  sun  withdrew  his  light, 
Blush'd  and  refus'd  to  view  the  sight  ; 
The  azure  cloth'd  in  robes  of  night, 
All  nature  mourn'd  and  stood  affright, 

When  Christ  the  Lord  was  slain, 

4  Hark,  men  and  angels,  hear  the  Son  ; 
lie  cries  for  help,  but  O  there's  none  \ 
He  treads  the  wine-press  all  alone  ; 

His  garments  stain'd  with  blood. 
In  lamentation  hear  him  crv, 
Eloi  lama  sabacthani  ; 
Tho'  death  may  close  his  languid  eyes,, 
He  soon  will  mount  the  upper  skies, 

The  conquering  Son  of  God. 

5  The  Jews  and  Romans  in  a  band, 
With  hearts  like  steel  around  him  stand  ; 
And,  mocking,  say,  Come  save  the  land, 

Come  try  thyself  to  free. 
A  soldier  pierc'd  him  when  he  died  ; 
Then  healing  streams  came  from  his  side: 
And  thus  my  Lord  was  crucified  ; 
Stern  justice  now  is  satisfied,  - 

Sinners,  for  you  and  me. 


10 

(J  Behold  he  mounts  the  throne  ©f  state  ; 
He  fills  the  mediatorial  seat, 
While  millions,  bowing  at  his  feet, 

With  loud  hosannas  tell  : 
Though  he  endur'd  exquisite  pains, 
He  led  the  monster  D'jath  in  chains  ; 
Ye  seraphs,  raise  your  loudest  strains, 
With  music  rill  bright  Edeu's  plains, 

He's  conquered  death  and  hell. 

7  'Tis  done  !  the  dreadful  debt  is  paid, 
The  great  atonement  now  is  made  ; 
Sinners,  on  him  your  guilt  was  laid  ; 

For  you  he  spilt  his  blood  :— . 
For  you  his  tender  soul  did  move, 
For  you  he  left  the  courts  above, 
That  you  the  length  and  breadth  might  prove, 
And  height  and  depth  of  perfect  love, 

In  Christ  your  smiling  God. 

•  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

Who  reigns  enthron'd  above  the  sky, 
Who  sent  his  Son  to  bleed  and  die, 

Glory  to  him  be  given. 
While  heaven  above,  his  praise  resounds. 

0  Zion  sing  his  grace  abounds  ! 

1  hope  to  shoot  eternal  rounds. 

In  flaming  love  that  knows  no  bounds 
When  swallow'd  up  in  heaven. 


HYMN  4. 

The  sufferings  of  Christ. 

THROUGHOUT  our  Saviour's  life  we  trace 
Nothing  but  shame  and  deep  disgrace, 

No  period  else  was  seen, 
Till  he  the  spotless  victim  fell, 
Tasting  in  soul  a  painful  hell, 

Caus'd  by  the  creature's  sin. 


11 

2  On  the  cold  ground  methinks  J  see 
My  Jesus  kneel  and  pray  for  me  ; 

For  this  I  him  adore  ; 
Seiz'd  with  a  chilly  sweat  throughout, 
Blood-drops  did  force  their  passage  out, 

Through  ev'ry  opening  pore. 

3  A  crown  of  thorns  his  temples  bore, 
His  back  with  lashes  all  was  tore, 

Till  one  the  bones  might  see  ! 
Mocking,  they  pushM  him  here  and  there, 
Marking  his  way  with  blood  and  tears, 

Press'd  by  the  heavy  tree. 

4  Thus  up  the  hill  he  heavy  came, 

Round  him  they  mock'd  and  made  their  game 

At  length  his  cross  they  rear  : 
And  can  you  see  the  Son  of  God, 
Cry  out  beneath  sin's  heavy  load,' 

Without  one  thankful  tear  ? 

5  Thus  bearing  our  iniquity, 

He  dies  with  anguish  on  the  tree  ; 

What  tongue  his  grief  can  tell  ? 
The  shudd'ring  rocks  their  heads  recline, 
The  morning  sun  refus'd  to  shine 

When  the  Redeemer  fell. 

6  Shout,  brethren,  shout  with  songs  divine, 
He  drank  the  gall  to  give  us  wine, 

To  quench   our  parching  thirst  : 
Seraphs,  advance  your  voices  higher, 
Bride  of  the  Lamb,  unite  the  choir, 

To  praise  your  precious  Christ. 


HYMN  5. 

Jesus*  death  and  glorious  dignity. 

I  SEE  the  Lord  ofG'ory  dying, 
See  him  gasping,  hear  him  crying, 
See  his  burthen'd  bosom  heave  ; 


12 

Look,  ye  sinners,  ye  who  hung  him, 
♦  Look  how  deep  your  sins  have  stung  him  ; 
Dying  sinners,  look  and  live. 

2  See  the  rocks  and  mountains  shaking, 
Earth  unto  her  centre  quaking, 

Nature's  groans  awake  the  dead  ; 
Look  on  Phebus,  struck  with  wonder, 
While  the  peals  oflegal  thunder 

Smite  the  blest  Redeemer's  head. 

3  Heaven's  bright  melodious  legions, 
Chanting  to  the  tuneful  regions, 

Cease  to  trill  the  quiv'ring  string  : 
Songs  seraphic,  all  suspended, 
Till  the  mighty  war  is  ended 

By  the  all-victorious  King. 

4  Hell,  and  all  the  pow'rs  infernal, 
Vanquished  by  the  King  eternal, 

When  he  pour'd  the  vital  flood  ! 
By  his  groans,  which  shook  creation, 
Lo  !  we  found  the  proclamation, 

**  Peace  and  pardon  through  his  blood." 

5  Shout,  ye  saints,  with  admiration  ; 
Fill  with  songs  the  wide  creation, 

Since  he's  risen  from  the  grave  : 
Shout  with  joy  and  acclamation, 
To  the  Rock  of  your  salvation, 

Who  alone  has  power  to  save. 

6  Bear  with  patience  tribulation, 
Overcoming  all  temptation, 

Till  the  glorious  jubilee  ; 
Soon  he'll  come  with  bursts  of  thunder. 
Then  shall  we  adore  and  wonder, 

Singing  on  the  highest  key. 

7  See  the  blissful  scene  btfore  us  ; 
Join  the  universal  chorus  ; 


Bid  the  flowing  numbers  rise  • 
Songs  immortal  sweetly  sounding, 
Notes  angelic  loud  rebounding, 

Trembling  round  the  vocal  skies. 


HYMN  6. 

Love  to  Christ. 

1  O  JESUS,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit, 

With  love  and  thanksgiving  fall  down  at  thy  feet  ; 
In  sacrifice  otter  my  soul,  flesh  and  blood  ;  . 
Thou  art  my  Redeemer,  my  Lord,  and  my  God. 

2  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  my  Love, 
I  love  thee,  rny  Saviour,  I  love  thee,  my  Dove  ; 

I  love  thee,  I  love  thee,  and  that  thou  dost. know, 
But  how  much  I  love  thee  I  never  can  show. 

3  All  human  expressions  are  empty  and  vain, 
They  cannot  unriddle  this  heavenly  flame  : 
I'm  sure  if  the  tongue  of  an  angel  were  mine, 
I  could  not  this  myst'ry  completely  define. 

4  I'm  happy,  I'm  happy,  O  wondrous  account  ! 
My  joys  are  immortal,  I  stand  on  the  mount  ; 
I  gaze  on  my  treasure,  and  long  to  be  there, 
With  Jesus  and  angels,  my  kindred  so  dear. 

5  O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  with  thee  I  am  blest ! 
My  life  and  salvation,  my  joy  and  my  rest ; 

Thy  name  be  my  theme,  and  thy  love  be  my  song  ; 
Thy  grace  shall  inspire  my  heart  and  my  tongue. 

6  O  who's  like  my  Saviour ;  he's  Salem^s  bright  King  ! 
He  smiles  and  he  loves  me,  and  learns  me  to  sing  ; 
I'll  praise  him,  I'll  praise  him,  with  notes  loud  &  shrill, 
While  rivers  of  pleasure  my  spirit  doth  fill. 


HYMN  7. 
Christ* s  coming. 
1  DON'T  you  see  my  Jesus  coming, 
Don't  you  see  him  in  yonder  cloud, 
With  ten  thousand  saints  and  angels  ?«*- 
O  how  they  do  rov  Jesus  crowd  ! 

B 


14 


CHORUS. 

Well  Beloved,  blessed  Saviour, 
Well  Beloved,  Priest  and  King  ; 
All  glory  to  the  Lamb  that  teas  slain, 
For  us  he  did  salvation  bring. 

2  I'll  arise,  and  go  aud  meet  him, 
He'll  embrace  me  it)  his  arms  ; 
In  the  arms  ot  my  dear  Saviour, 

O  there  are  ten  thousand  charms  ! 
Well  Beloved,  #c. 

3  Death  shall  not  destroy  my  comfort ; 
Christ  shall  guide  me  through  the  gloom  ; 
Down  he'll  send  some  heavenly  convoy 
To  escort  mv  spirit  home. 

Well  Beloved,  #c. 

4  There  we'll  spend  our  dfiys  in  pleasure, 
Free  from  every  pain  and  care  ; 
Come  !  O  come  !  my  blessed  Saviour, 
Fain  my  spirit  would  be  there. 

Well  Beloved,  Sfc. 


HYMN  8. 
Address  to  youth, 

1  YOUNG  people,  all  attention  give, 
While  I  address  you  in  God's  name. 
You  who  in  sin  and  folly  live, 
Come  hear  the  counsel  of  a  friend  : 
I've  sought  for  bliss  in  glittering  toys, 
I've  rang'd  th'  alluring  scenes  of  life. 
But  never  found  substantial  joys, 
Until  1  heard  my  Saviour's  voice. 

2  He  spake  at  once  my  sins  forgiven. 
And  swept  my  load  of  guilt  away  ; 
He  gave  me  glory,  peace  and  heaven, 
And  thus  I  found  the  good  old  way. 


15 

And  now  with  trembling  sense  I  view 
Huge  billows  roll  beneath  your  feet, 
"While  death  eternal  waits  for  you, 
Who  slight  the  force  of  gospel  truth. 

3  Youth  like  the  spring  will  soon  be  gone,-— 
By  sleety  winds  or  conquering  death, 
Your  morning  sun  may  set  at  noon, 

And  leave  you  ever  in  the  dark. 
Your  sparkling  eyes  and  blooming  cheeks 
Must  wither  like  the  blasted  rose  ; 
The  coffin,  earth,  and  winding  sheet, 
Must  soon  your  active  limbs  enclose. 

4  Ye  heedless  ones,  who  widely  stroll, 
The  grave  must  soon  become  your  bed  ; 
There  darkness  reign9  and  vapours  move 
In  solemn  silence  round  your  head. 
Your  friends  will  pass  the  lonesome  place, 
And  with  a  sigh  move  slow  along, 

Still  gazing  at  those  spires  of  grass 
Which  will  be  o'er  your  bodies  grown. 

5  Bat  O  the  soul,  where  Vengeance  reigns  ! 
It  sinks  in  groans  and  ceaseless  cries  ; 

It  moves  amidst  the  burning  flames 
In  boundless  woes  and  agonies. 
There  swallowed  up  in  blackest  night, 
Where  devils  dwell  and  thunders  roar, 
To  sjnk  in  keen  despair  and  guilt, 
When  thousand  thousand  years  are  o'er. 

6  Oh,  fellow  youth  !  this  is  the  state 
Of  all  who  do  free  grace  refuse  ; 
And  soon  with  you  'twill  be  too  late 
The  way  of  life  in  Christ  to  choose. 
Come,  lay  your  carnal  weapons  by  ; 
No  longer  fight  against  your  Lord  ; 
And  with  my  mission  now  comply, 
And  heaven  shall  be  your  great  reward. 


16 

HYMN  9. 

Separation* 

1  COME  ye,  who  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Who  are  from  sin  and  bondage  freed  ; 
Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 

And  walk  this  narrow,  happy  road. 

CHORUS. 

And  I'll  sing  Hallelujah 

And  glory  be  to  the  Lord  on  high  ; 

And  I'll  sing  Hallelujah 

W Idle  glory  s  Jl anting  through  the  skies. 

2  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet, 

But  soon  you'll  walk  the  golden  street ; 
Tho'  hell  may  rage  and  vent  her  spite, 
Yet  Christ  will  save  his  heart's  delight. 
And  r II  sing,  Sfc. 

3  The  happy  day  will  soon  appear, 
When  Gabriel's  trumpet  you  shall  hear 
Sound  through  the  earth,  yea,  down  to  hell, 
To  call  the  nations  great  and  small. 

And  111  sing,  fyc. 

4  Behold  the  skies  in  burning  flame, 
The  trumpet  louder  still  proclaim, 

The  world  must  hear  and  know  their  doom, 
The  separation  now  is  come. 
And  I'll  sing,  Sfc. 
o  Behold  the  righteous  marching  home, 
And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come  ; 
While  Chrisf,  the  Judge,  their  joy  proclaims. 
Here  comes  my  saint6,  I  own  their  names* 
And  I'll  sing,  &c. 
Q  Ye  everlasting  doors,  fly  wide, 
Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride  ; 
Ye  harps  of  heaven,  come  sound  aloud, 
Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  blood. 
And  I'll  sing,  Sfc. 


17 

7  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  lines, 

Whose  glitt'ring  robes  the  sun  outshines  ; 
See  saints  and  angels  join  in  one, 
And  march  in  splendour  round  the  throne. 
And  Fit  sing,  Sfc. 

8  They  stand  in  wonder  and  look  on, 
And  join  in  one  eternal  song  ; 
Their  great  Redeemer  to  admire, 
While  rapture  set  their  hearts  on  fire. 

And  ril  sing,  §c. 


HYMN   JO. 

The  band  of  Love. 

OUR  souls  in  love  together  knit 

Cemented  into  one, 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice, 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun. 
Our  hearts  have  bnrn'd  while  Jesus  spake, 

And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire  ; 
He  stoop'd  and  taik'd,  and  fed,  and  blest, 

And  fill'd  the  enlarg'd  desire. 

CHORUS,    L.    M. 

"  A  Saviour  /"  let  creation  sing  ! 

*'  A  Saviour  /''  let  all  heaven  ring  ! 

He's  God  with  us,  wejeel  him  ours, 

Mis  fulness  on  our  souls  he  pours, 

9  Tis  almost  done,  'tis  almost  o"cr,  1 

We're  joining  them  who"re  gone  before,        > 

We  then  shall  meet  to  part  no  more,  j 

We're  soldiers,  fighting  for  our  God, 

Let  trembling  cowards  fly  ; 
We'll  stand  unshaken,  firm,  and  fix'd, 

With  Christ  to  live  and  die. 
B2 


18 


Let  devils  rage  and  hell  assail, 
We'll  fight  our  passage  through, 

Though  foes  unite  and  friends  desert, 
We'll  seize  the  prize  in  vie*w. 
Cho.     «  A  Saviour,"  $c. 

The  little  cloud  increases  still, 

The  heavens  are  big  with  rain  ; 
We  haste  to  catch  the  teeming  show'r, 

And  all  its  moisture  drain. 
A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows  ! 

But  pour  a  mighty  flood  ; 
Oh  !  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 

Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 
Cho.     "  A  Saviour"  $c. 

And  when  thou  mak'st  thy  jewels  up, 

And  set'st  thy  starry  crown  ; 
Wrhen  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 

Proclaim'd  by  thee  thine  own  ; 
May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

Be  sinners,  sav'd  by  grace ; 
From  glory  unto  glory  chang'd, 

Behold  thee  face  to  face  ! 

Cho,     "A  Saviour ,"  Sfc. 


HYMN  11. 

The  good  Shepherd. 

\   LET  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour, 

Come,  and  bid  our  jarring  cease  ; 
Come,  O  come  and  reign  forever, 

God  of  love  and  Prince  of  Peace  1 
Visit  now  thy  precious  Zion, 

See  thy  people  mourn  and  weep  ; 
Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  crying, 

Come^  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 


19 

2  Many  follow  men's  inventions, 

And  submit  to  human  laws  ; 
Hence  division  and  contentions 

Sully  the  Redeemer's  cause  : 
Hence  we  suffer  persecution, 

While  the  foolish  virgins  sleep  ; 
All  is  uproar  and  confusion, 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  lead  thy  sheep. 
$  Some  of  Paul,  some  of  Apollos, 

Some  of  Cephas,  none  agree ; 
Jesus,  let  us  hear  thee  call  us, 

Help  us,  Lord,  to  follow  thee  ; 
Then  we'll  rush  through  what  encumbers, 

Ev'ry  hindrance  overleap  ; 
Fearing  not  their  force  or  numbers, 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

4  Lord,  in  us  there  is  no  merit, 

We've  been  sinners  from  our  youth  : 
Guide  us.  Lord,  by  thy  good  Spirit, 

That  shall  teach  us  all  thy  truth  : 
On  the  gospel  word  we'll  venture, 

Till  in  death's  cold  arms  we  sleep  ; 
Love's  our  bond,  and  Christ  our  centre, 

Come,  good  Shepherd,  feed  thy  sheep. 

5  Come,  good  Lord,  with  courage  arm  us, 

Persecution  we'll  not  fear ; 
Nothing,  Lord,  we  know  can  harm  us, 

While  our  loving  Shepherd's  near  : 
Glory,  glory  bev  to  Jesus, 

At  his  name  our  hearts  do  leap  ; 
He  both  comforts  us  and  frees  us, 

The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 

6  Hear  the  Prince  of  your  salvation, 

Saying,  "Fear  not,  little  flock, 
"I  myself  am  your  foundation, 
*' Ye  are  built  upon  this  rock  : 


80 


11  Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly, 

u  Le*;t  you  sink  into  the  deep  ; 
"  Look  to  me  and  be  ye  holy, 

u  1  delight  to  feed  my  sheep." 
7  Christ  alone  our  soul  shall  rest  on, 

Taught  by  him  we  own  his  name  ; 
Sweetest  of  all  names  is  Jesus, 

How  it  doth  our  hearts  inflame  ! 
Glory  !   glory  !   give  him  glory, 

Strong  is  he,  and  he  will  keep  ; 
He  will  clear  our  way  before  us, 

The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 


HYMN   12. 

The  Rock. 

1  WE'VE  found  the  Rock,  the  travellers  cry'd, 

O  Halla  Hallelujah. 
The  Stone  that  all  the  prophets  try'd  ; 

O  Halla  Hallelujah. 
Come,  children,  drink  the  balmy  dew, 

O  Halla  Hallelujah. 
'Twas  Christ  that  shed  his  blood  for  you  : 

Sing  glory  >  Hallelujah. 

2  This  costly  mixture  cures  the  soul 

,     Which  sin  and  guilr  had  made  so  foul  ; 
O  that  you  would  believe  in  God, 
And  wash  in  Christ's  most  precious  blood. 

3  O  hearken,  children  !  Christ  is  come, 
The  bride  is  read> ,  let  us  run  : 

I'm  glad  1  ever  saw  the  day, 

That  we  might  meet  to  praise  and  pray. 

4  Here's  glory,  glory  in  my  soul  ; 
Come,  mourner,  feel  ihe  current  roll ; 
Welcome,  dear  friends,  'tis  known  to  night, 
It  slimes  around  v>ith  dazzling  light. 


21 


5  And  in  thi*  light  we'll  soar  away, 
Where  there's  no  night,  but  open  day  : 
O  children,  children,  bear  the  cross, 
And  count  the^vorld  below  as  dross. 

6  We'll  bear  the  cross  and  wear  the  crown, 
And  by  our  Father's  side  sit  down  ; 

His  grace  will  feed  our  hungry  souls, 
While  love  divine  eternal  rolls. 

7  His  fiery  chariots  make  their  way, 
To  welcome  us  to  endless  day  ; 
There  glittering  millions  we  shall  join, 
To  praise  the  Prince  of  David's  line. 


HYMN  13. 

The  converted  Thief. 

1  SOVEREIGN  grace  has  power  alone 
To  subdue  an  heart  of  stone  ; 

And  the  moment  grace  is  felt, 
Then  the  hardest  heart  will  melt. 

2  When  the  Lord  was  crucify 'd, 
Two  transgressors  with  him  died  ; 
One  with  vile  blasphemous  tongue 
Scoff'd  at  Jesus  as  he  hung. 

3  Thus  he  spent  his  wicked  breath, 
In  the  very  jaws  of  death  ; 
Perish'd,  as  too  many  do, 

With  a  Saviour  in  their  view. 

4  But  the  other,  touch'd  with  grace, 
Saw  the  danger  of  his  case  ; 
Faith  receiv'd  to  own  his  Lord, 
Whom  the  scribes  and  priests  abhorr'd, 

5  Lord,  he  pray'd,  remember  me, 
When  in  glory  thou  shalt  be. 
Soon  with  me,  the  Lord  replies, 
Thou  shalt  be  in  paradise. 


22 


6  This  was  wondrous  grace  indeed, 
Grace  vouchsaf'd    in  time  oi  need  ; 
Sinners,  trust  in  Jesus'  nam»j, 
You  will  find  hnn  still  the  same. 

7  But  beware  of  unbelief, 
Think  upon  the  harden'd  thief! 
Jf  the  gospel  you  disdain, 
Christ  to  you  has  died  in  vain. 


HYMN   14. 
I  will  trust,  and  not  be  afraid* 

1  BEGONE,  unbelief, 
My  Saviour  is  near, 
And  for  my   relief 

He  will   surely  appear  ; 
By   prayer  let  me   wrestle, 
And   he  will  perform  : 
"V\  nh  Christ  in  the  vessel 
1  smile  at  the  storm. 

2  Though  dark  be  my  way, 
Since  lie  is  my  guide, 
'Tis  mine  to  obey, 

'Tis  his  to  provide  ; 
Though  cisterns  be  broken, 
And  creatures  all   fail, 
The  word  he  has  spoken 
Shall  surely   pievail. 

3  His  love  in  time  past 
Forbids   me  to  think, 
He'll   leave  me  at   last 
In  trouble  to  sink  : 
Each  sweet   Ebenezer 
I   have  in   review, 
Confirms  his  good  pleasure 
To  help  me  quite  through. 


23 

4  Deterrain'd  to  save, 

He  watch'd  o'er  my  path, 

When,  Satan's  blind  slave, 

1  sported  with  death  ; 

And  can  he  have  taught  me 

To  trust  in  his  name, 

And  thus  far  have  brought  me 

To  put  me  to  shame  ? 

5  Why  should  I  complain 
Of  want  or  distress, 
Temptation  or  pain  ? 
He  told  me  no  less  : 
The  heirs  of  salvation, 

I  know  from   his  word, 
Through  much  tribulation 
Must  follow  their  Lord. 

6  How  bitter  that  cup, 
No  heart  can  conceive, 
Which  he  drank  quite  up, 
That  sinners  might  live  ! 
His  way  was  much  rougher, 
And  darker  than  mine  ; 

Did  Christ,  my  Lord,  suffer, 
And  shall  I  repine  ? 

7  Since  all  that  I  meet 
Shall  work  for  my  good, 
The  bitter  is  sweet,  _ 
The  med'cine  is  food  ; 
Though  painful  at  present, 
'Twill  cease  before  long, 
And  then,  O  how  pleasant 
The  conqueror's  song  ! 


24 

HYMN   15. 

The  garden  hymn» 

1  THE  Lord  into  bis  garden  comes  ; 
The  spices  yield  a  rich  perfume  ; 

The  lilies  grow  and  thrive  ; 
Refreshing  showers  of  grace  divine, 
From  Jesus  flow  to  ev'ry  vine, 

Which  makes  the  dead  revive. 

2  O  that  this  dry  and  barren  ground 
In  springs  of  water  may  abound, 

A  fruitful  soil  become  ; 
The  desert  blc  soms  as  the  rose, 
When  Jesus  conquers  all  his  foes, 

And^makes  his  people  one. 

3  The  glorious  time  is  rolling  on, 
The  gracious  work  is  now  begun  ; 

My  soul  a  witness  is  : 
I  taste  and  see  the  pardon  free, 
For  all  mankind  as  well  as  me, 

Who  come  to  Christ  may  live. 

4  The  worst  of  sinners  here  may  find 
A  Saviour  pitiful  and  kind, 

Who  will  them  all  receive  ! 
None  are  too  late  who  will  repent ; 
Out  of  one  sinner  legions  went : 

Jesus  did  him  relieve. 

5  Come,  brethren,  ye  who  love  the  Lord, 
And  taste  the  sweetness  of  his  word, 

In  Jesus*  ways  go  on  ; 
Our  troubles  and  our  trials  here 
Will  only  make  us  richer  ihere, 

When  we  arrive  at  home, 


25 

6  We  feel  that  heaven  is  now  begun, 
It  issues  from  the  shining  throne, 

From  Jesus'  grace  on  high  : 
It  comes  like  floods  we  can't  contain, 
We  drink  and  drink  and  drink  again, 

And  yet  we  still  are  dry. 

7  But  when  we  come  to  reign  above, 
And  all  surround  the  throne  of  love, 

We'll  drink  a  full  supply; 
Jesus  will  lead  his  armies  through, 
To  living  fountains  where  they  flow, 

Which  never  will  run  drv. 

- 

8  There  will  we  reign  and  shout  and  sing, 
And  make  the  upper  regions  ring, 

When  all  the  saints  get  home  ; 
Come  on,  come  on,  my  brethren  dear, 
Soon  shall  we  meet  together  there, 

For  Jesus  bids  us  come. 

9  Amen,  amen,  my  soul  replies, 

I'm  bound  to  meet  him  in  the  skies, 

And  claim  my  mansion  there  : 
Now  here's  my  heart,  now  here's  my  hand, 
To  meet  you  in  that  heav'nly  land 

Where  we  shall  part  no  more. 

10  There  on  that  peaceful  happy  shore, 
We'll  sing  and  shout  our  sufferings  o'er, 

In  sweet  redeeming  love  : 
We'll  shout  and  praise  our  conqu'ring  King, 
Who  died  himself  that  he  might  bring 

Us  rebels  near  to  God. 


26 
HYMN  16. 

Shepherds  of  Jewry. 

AS  shepherds  in  Jewry  were  guarding  their  sheep 
Promiscuously  seated,  estranged  from  sleep  ; 
An  angel  from  heaven  presented  to  view, 
And  thus  he  accosted  the  trembling  few, 
"  Dispel  all  your  sorrow  s,  and  banish  your  fears, 
Far  Jesus  your  Saviour  in  Jewry  appears. 

Tho*  Adam  the  first  in  rebellion  was  found, 
Forbidden  to  tarry  on  hallowed  ground  ; 
Vet  Adam  the  second  appears  to  retrieve, 
The  loss  you  sustain'd  Ly  the  devil  and  Eve  : 
Then,  shepherds,  be  tranquil,  this  instant  arise, 
Go  visit  the  Saviour,  and  see  where  be  lies. 

A  token  I  leave  you,  whereby  you  may  find, 
This  heavenly  stranger,  this  friend  to  mankind; 
A  manger  his  cradle,  a  stall  his  abode, 
And  oxen  are  near  your  compassionate  God  : 
Then,  shepherds,  be  humble,  be  meek  and  lie  low, 
For  Jesus  your  Saviour's  abundantly  so." 

This  wondrous  story  scarce  cool'd  on  the  ear, 
When  thousand  of  angels,  in  glory  appear, 
Thus  join  in  the  concert,  and  this  was  their  theme» 
"  All  glory  to  God,  and  good  will  towards  men  ;" 
"Then, shepherds, strike  in  Join  your  voice  in  the  choir, 
And  catch  a  few  sparks  of  celestial  fire. 

Hosanna,  the  angels  in  extasy  cry, 

Hosanna,  the  wondering  shepherds  reply  ; 

Salvation,  redemption,  are  center'd  in  one, 

All  glory  to  God  for  the  birth  of  his  Son. 

Then,  shepherds,  adieu,  we  commend  you  to  God, 

Go  visit  the  Son  in  his  humble  abode  " 

i  To  Bethlehem  city,  the  shepherds  repair'd, 
For  full  confirmation  of  what  they  had  heard. 
They  enter'd  the  stable  with  aspect  so  mild, 
And  there  they  beheld  both  the  mother  and  Child  ; 
Then  make  proclamation,  divulge  it  abroad, 
That  gentle  and  simple  may  hear  of  the  J-.ord, 


27 

HYMN  17. 

Faith  triumphing. 

1   A  DEBTOR  to  mercy  alone, 

Of  covenant  mercy  1  sing  ; 
Nor  fear  with  thy  righteousness  on, 

My  person  and  offerings  to  bring  ; 
The  terrors  of  law  and  oi  God, 

With  me  can  have  nothing  to  do  ; 
My  Saviour's  obedience  and  blood 

Hide  all  my  transgressions  from  view. 

.2  The  work  which  his  goodness  began, 

The  arm  of  his  strength  will  complete  ; 
His  promise  is  yea  and  amen, 

And  never  was  forfeited  yet. 
Things  future,  nor  things  that  are  now, 

Not  all  things  below  nor  above, 
Can  make  him  his  purpose  forego, 

Or  sever  my  soul  from  his  love. 

3  My  name  from  the  palms  of  his  hands 

Eternity  will  not  erase  ; 
ImpressM  on  his  heart,  it  remains, 

In  marks  of  indelible  grace  : 
Yes,  1  io  the  end  shall  endure 

As  sure  as  the  earnest  is  given  ; 
More  happy,  but  not  more  secure, 

The  glorify *d  spirits  in  heaven. 


HYMN   18. 

The  Bible. 

PRECIOUS  Bible!  what  a  treasure 
Does  the  word  of  God  afford  ; 
All  I  want  for  life  or  pleasure, 
Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword  ; 
Let  the  world  account  me  poof, 
Having  this,  I  need  no  more. 


28 

2  Food  to  which  the  world's  a  stranger, 
Here  my  hungry  soul  enjoys  ; 

Of  excess  there  is  no  danger, 
Though  it  fills,  it  never  cloys  : 
On  a  dying  Christ  1  feed, 
Jle  is  meat  and  drink  indeed  ! 

3  When  my  soul  is  faint  and  sickly, 
Or  when  satan  wounds  my  mind  ; 
Cordials  to  revive  me  quickly, 
Healing  med'cines  here  1  find  ; 
To  the  promises  1  flee, 

Each  affords  a  remedy. 

4  In  the  hour  of  dark  temptation, 
Satan  cannot  make  me  yield  ; 
For  the  word  of  consolation 

Is  to  me  a  mighty  shield  : 
While -the  scripture  tiuth  is  sure, 
From  his  malice  I'm  secure. 

5  Vain  his  threats  to  overcome  me. 
When  I  take  the  Spirit's  sword  ; 
Then  with  ease  I  drive  him  from  me, 
Satan  trembles  at  the  word  : 

'Tis  a  sword  for  conquest  made, 
Keen  the  edge,  and  strong  the  blade. 

6  Shall  I  envy  then  the  miser, 
Doating  on  his  golden  store  ? 
Sure  I  am,  or  should  be  wiser, 
I  am  rich,  'tis  he  is  poor : 
Jesus  gives  me  in  his  word, 

Food  and  med'cine,  shield  and  sword. 


29 

HYMN   \9. 

The  harvest  Hymn. 

1  THE  fields  are  all  white,  and  the  harvest  is  near, 
The  reapers  now  with  their  sharp  sickles  appear 
To  reap  d  >wn  the  wheat,  and  to  store  it  in  barn  ; 
But  th'  wild  plants  of  nature  must  evermore  burn. 

2  Come  then,  O  my  soul,  meditate  on  that  day 
When  all  things  in  nature  shall  cease  and  decay, 
When  th'  trumpet  shall  sound,  and  the  angels  appear 
To  reap  down  the  earth,  both  the  wheat  and  the  tare. 

3  But  hear  the  sad  cry  that  ascends  to  the  sky, 
Of  those  in  distress,  that  have  no  where  to  fly  ! 
They'll  call  on  the  rocks  and  the  mountains  to  fall 
Upon  them,to  hide  them  from  the  great  Judge  of  all ! 

4  But  'twill  be  in  vain  ;  for  the  mountains  must  flee, 
The  rocks  fly  like  hailstones,  and  shall  no  more  be  ; 
The  earth  too  shall  quake,  the  broad  sea  shall  retire, 
And  this  solid  world  shall  then  all  be  on  fire  !  - 

5  But  hear  the  kind  Judge  in  that  great  day's  alarm, 

"  First  gather  my  saints  and  bring  them  to  my  arms, 

That  th'  seven  last  plagues  may  be  pour'd  out  on  those 

Who've  blasphem'dmy  name,&  my  saints  have  oppos'd." 

6  Then,  O  wretched  mortals,  look  up,  and  espy 
The  glorious  Redeemer  descend  from  the  sky  ; 
On  a  chariot  of  fire  to  the  earth  he  is  bound, 
With  a  guard  of  bright  angels  attending  around. 

7  "  Come  hither,  ye  nations,  your  sentence  receive, 
No  more  shall  my  word  you  invite  to  believe  ! 
My  judgment  is  right,  my  great  sentence  is  just ; 
Come  hither,  ye  bless'd  ;  but  depart,  all  ye  curs'd." 

8  O  sinners,  take  warning,  and  seek  ye  the  Lord, 
I  have  not  been  jesting,  it  is  Christ's  own  word, 
That  those  who've  done  good  in  his  glory  shall  stand, 
But  those  who've  done  evil,  shall  surely  be  damn'd. 

9  So  farewell,  I  leave  you  to  ponder  your  way  ; 

May  the  Lord  seal  instruction  from  what  I  now  say  ; 
Our  souls  to  his  throne  let  us  pour  out  in  prayer, 
That  all  be  prepar'd  to  meet  Christ  in.  the  air. 
C  2 


30 


HYMN  20. 

The  Nativity  of  Christ, 

'SHEPHERDS,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes, 

•'  And  send  your  fears  away  ; 
;c  News  from  the  region  of  the  skies, 

"Salvation's  born  today. 

i(  Jesus,  the  God  whom  angels  fear, 
'*  Comes  down  to  dwell  with  you  ; 

"  To-day  he  makes  his  entrance  here, 
"  But  not  as  monarchs  do. 

[t  No  gold  nor  purple  swaddling  bands, 

"  Nor  royal  shining  things ; 
54  A  manger  for  his  cradle  stands^ 

'*  And  holds  the  King  of  kings. 
*  Go,  shepherds,  where  the  Infant  lies, 

44  And  see  his  humble  throne  ; 
14  With  tears  of  joy  in  all  your  eyes, 

44  Go,  shepherds,  kiss  the  Son,'' 
Thus  Gabriel  sang,  and  straight  around 

The  heavenly  armies  throng, 
They  tune  their  harps  to  lofty  sound, 

And  thus  conclude  the  song  : 
"  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

u  Let  peace  surround  the  earth  : 
[*  Mortals  shall  know  their  Makers  love, 

"  At  their  Redeemer's  birth." 

7  Lord  !  and  shall  angels  have  their  song?, 

And  men  no  tunes  to  raise  ? 
O  may  we  lose  these  useless  tongues 
When  they  forget  to  praise  ! 

8  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 

That  pitied  us  lorlon), 
We  join  to  sing  our  Maker's  love, 
For  there's  a  Saviour  born. 


SI 


HYMN  21. 

The  Gospel  Pool. 

1  BESIDE  the  Gospel  Pool, 
Appointed  for  the  poor, 

From  year  to  year,  my  helpless  soul, 
Has  waited  for  a  cure. 

2  How  often  have  I  seen 
The  healing  waters  move, 

And  many  round  me,  stepping  in, 
Their  efficacy  prove. 

3  But  my  complaints  remain, 
I  feel  the  very  game ; 

As  full  of  guilt,  and  fear,  and  pain, 
As  when  at  first  I  came. 

4  O,  would  the  Lord  appear, 
My  maladies  to  heal ! 

He  knows  how  long  I've  waited  here, 
And  what  distress  I  feel. 

5  How  often  have  1  thought, 
AVhy  should  I  longer  try  ? 

Surely  the  mercies  I  have  sought, 
Are  not  for  such  as  I. 

6  But  whither  shall  I  go  ? 
There  is  no  other  pool, 

Where  streams  of  sovereign  mercy  flow, 
To  make  a  sinner  whole. 

7  Here  then,  from  day  to  day, 
I'll  wait,  and  hope,  and  cry  ; 

Can  Jesus  hear  a  sinner  pray, 
And  suffer  him  to  die  ? 

8  No,  he  is  full  of  grace  ; 
He  never  will  permit 

The  soul  that  fain  would  see  his  face 
*  To  perish  at  his  feet. 


$2 
HYMN  92. 

The  christian  soldier. 

1  A  SOLDIER,  Lord,  thou  hast  me  made, 
Thou  art  ru)  Captain,  King  and  Head  ; 
And  under  thee,  I  still  will  fight, 

The  tight  of  faith,  with  all  my  inight. 
The  cross,  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  ensign  of  our  conquering  Lord, 
The  Christian  soldier's  standard  is, 
And  I  will  fight  for  king  Jesus. 

2  O  make  me,  Lord,  what  I  should  be, 
To  boldly  face  the  enemy  ; 

That  when  alarni'd,  to  call  the  Lord, 
And  pass  the  word  to  all  the  guard, 
Grant  me  the  weapons  of  thiy  word, 
The  Spirit's  pow'rful  two-edg'd  sword, 
To  slay  my  foes  where'er  they  be, 
And  own  the  victory  won  by  thee. 

3  Thou  art  my  Lord,  keep  me,  I  pray, 
That  1  may  run  the  heavenly  way  ; 
!Nor  from  my  duty  e'er  depart, 

But  live  to  Christ  with  all  my  heart. 
Help  me  to  walk  in  humbleness, 
March  in  the  way  of  holiness, 
O  malce  me  pure  and  spotless  too, 
And  fit  to  stand  the  grand  review. 

4  That  when  our  General  shall  come, 
With  sound  of  trumpet,  not  of  drum, 
'Tis  then  our  well  dress'd  ranks  shall  stand, 
In  full  review  at  God's  right  hand  ; 

And  when  our  foes  shall  get  the  rout, 
And  Jesus  wheels  them  left  about  : 
Then  we'll  march  up  the  heav'nly  street, 
And  ground  our  arms  at  Jesus'  feet. 


33 


The  war  is  o'er,  and  we  are  free 

To  join  the  blood-wash'd  company  ; 

Our  wages  shall  be  harps  of  gold, 

And  joys  of  heaven  which  can't  be  told. 

There  we  shall  drink  full  draughts  of  wine^ 

The  band  of  music  we  shall  join  ; 

And  hallelujah's  highest  key, 

Shall  be  our  theme  eternally. 


HYMN  o3# 

The  soldier  of  the  cross* 

1  AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

CHORUS. 

O  glory  halleluia,  praise  ye  my  God ; 

O  glory  halleluia,  love  and  serve  the  Lord, 

2  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vain  world  a  friend  to  grace, 

To  help  us  unto  God  ?  Chorus. 

3  Shall  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 

On  flow'ry  beds  of  ease; 
While  others  fight  to  win  the  prize, 

And  sail  through  bloody  seas  ?        Cho, 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord, 
To  bear  the  cross,  endure  the  shame, 
Supported  by  thy  word.  Cho. 

5  The  saints  all  in  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  die  ; 
They  see  a  triumph  from  afar, 

And  seize  it  with  their  eye.  Cho. 


34 

6  When  that  illustrious  room  shall  rise, 
A'id  all  thine  armies  shiue, 
With  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine.  C'Ao. 


HYMN  24. 

Distinguishing  grace. 

1  IN  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise,  , 

Ye  pilgrims  for  Sion  who  press, 
Break  forih,  and  extol  the  great  Ancient  of  days, 
His  rich  and  distinguishing  grace. 

2  His  love,  from  eternity  fix'd  upon  you, 

Broke  forth  and  discover'd  its  flame, 
When  each  with  the  cords  of  his  kindness  he  drew, 
And  brought  you  to  love  his  great  name. 

3  O  had  he  not  pitied  the  state  you  were  in, 

Your  bosoms  his  love  had  ne'er  felt ; 
You  all  would  have  liv'd,  would  have  died  too  in  sin. 
And  sunk  with  the  load  of  your  guilt. 

4  What  was  there  in  you,  that  could  merit  esteem, 

Or  give  the  Creator  delight  ? 
'Twas  "even  so,  Father." you  ever  must  sing, 
**  Because  it  seemed  good  in  thy  sight." 

5  'Twas  all  of  thy  grace  we  were  brought  to  obey, 

While  Others  were  suffer 'd  to  go 
The  road,  which  by  nature  we  chose  as  our  way, 
Which  leads  to  the  regions  of  wo. 

6  Then  give  all  the  glory  to  his  holy  name  ; 

To  him  all  the  glory  belongs  ; 
Be  yours  the  high  joy,  still  to  sound  forth  his  fame, 
And  crown  him  in  each  of  your  songs. 


HYMN  25. 

Grateful  recollection. 

COME,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing, 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  ; 

Streams  of  mercy  uever  ceasing, 
Call  for  songs  of  loudest  praise  : 


35 


Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet, 
Sung  by  flaming  tongues  above: 

Praise  the  mount — O  tix  me  on  it, 
Mount  of  Godss  unchanging  love. 

Here  I  raise  my  Ebenezer, 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come; 
And  1  hope  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home  : 
Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger 

Wandering  from  the  fold  of  God  : 
He  to  save  my  soul  from  danger, 

Interpos'd  his  precious  blood. 

O  !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor, 

Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be  : 
Let  that  grace,  Lord*  like  a  fetter, 

Bind  my  wandering  heart  to  thee  ! 
Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  1  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Here's  my  heart,  Lord,  take  and  seal  it 

Seal  it  from  thy  courts  above. 


HYMN  26. 

The  good  Physician. 

HOW  lost  was  my  condition, 

Till  Jesus  made  me  whole  ! 
There  is  but  one  Physician 

Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul  : 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave, 
To  tell  to  all  around  me 

His  wondrous  pow'r  to  save, 

2  The  worst  of  all  diseases 

Is  light  compar'd  with  sin  ; 
On  ev'ry  part  it  seizes, 
But  rages  most  within  ; 


36 


'Tis  palsy,  plague,  and  fever, 
And  madness,  all  combin'd  ; 

And  none  but  a  believer 
The  least  relief  can  find. 

3  From  men  great  skill  professing 

I  thought  a  cure  to  gain  ; 
But  thie  prov'd  more  distressing, 

And  added  to  my  pain. 
Some  said  that  nothing  ail'd  me, 

Some  gave  me  up  for  lost ; 
Thus  ev'ry  refuge  fail'd  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  cross'd. 

4  At  length  this  great  Physician, 

How  matchless  is  his  grace  J 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case  : 
First  gave  me  sight  to  view  him, 

For  sin  my  eyes  had  seal'd  ; 
Then  bade  me  look  unto  him  ; 

I  look'd,  and  I  washeal'd. 

5  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith, 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us, 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 
Come  then  to  this  Physician, 

His  help  he'll  freely  give, 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 

'Tis  only — look  and  live. 


HYMN  27. 

New  Years  day. 

1  COME,  let  us  anew 
Our  journey  pursue, 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear  !, 


37 

His  adorable  will 
Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 
And  our  talents  improve 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labour  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  d'  earn, 
Our  time  as  a  stream 

Glides  swiftly  away, 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay  : 
The  arrow  is  flown, 
The  moment  is  gone  : 
The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity's  hare. 

3  O  that  each  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through* 
I  have  finish'd  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do.' 
O  that  each  from  his  Lord 
Mav  receive  the  s^lad  word, 
"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne.3' 


$ 


HYMN  28. 
Christian  fellowship* 

1  COME  and  taste  along  with  me, 
Consolations  running  free, 
From  my  Father's  worthy  home, 
Sweeter  than  the  hone} -comb, 

2  Wherefore  should  I  thirst  alone  ? 
Two  are  better  far  than  one ; 
More  who  sin«-  on  Z'oa's  hill, 
Makes  the  comfort  sweeter  still* 

3  Saints  in  glorv  sing  aloud, 
When  thev  see  an  heir  of  God 

D 


38 


Coming  in  at  heaven's  door, 
Making  up  the  number  more. 

4  Though  the  tempter  often  rise, 
And  would  make  my  soul  a  prize. 
Drawn  by  Christ,  I'll  run  to  him, 
He  alone  can  conquer  sin. 

5  Goodness,  running  like  a  stream 
Through  the  New  Jerusalem, 
By  its  constant  breaking  forth, 
Sweetens  earth  and  heaven  both. 

6  Sinful  nature,  lurking  vice, 
Cannot  stop  the  work  of  grace, 
While  there  is  a  God  to  give, 
And  a  sinner  to  receive. 

7  When  this  truth  to  me  appears, 
li  removes  my  doubts  and  tears  ; 
Eshcol's  fruit  inflames  my  heart, 
Warming  me  in  ev'ry  part. 

8  Then  1  go  to  Heaven's  store, 
.  Asking  for  a  littVe  more ; 

Jesus  gives  a  double  share, 
Calling  me  a  gleaner  there. 

9  Heaven  here  and  heaven  there, 
Comforts  growing  ev'ry  where  ; 
This  i  boldly  can  attest, 

For  my  soul  hath  had  a  taste. 


HYMN  29. 

Exceeding  great  and  precious  promises. 

X  HOW  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
Is  laid  for  your  faith  in  his  excellent  word  ! 
What  more  can  he  say,  than  to  you  he  hath  said  ; 
You,  who  unto  Jesus  for  refuge  have  fled. 

2  In  every  condition,  in  sickness,  in  health, 
In  poverty's  vale,  or  abounding  in  wealth  ; 


39 

At  home  and  abroad,  on  the  land,  on  the  sea, 

«'  As  thy  days  may  demand,  shall  thy  strength  ever  be. 

3  "  Fear  not,  I  am  with  thee,  O  be  not  dismay'd, 
"  I,  I  am  thy  God,  and  will  still  give  thee  aid  ; 

*«  I'll  strengthen  thee,  help  thee  &.  cause  thee  to  stand, 
•«  Upheld  by  my  righteous,  omnipotent  hand. 

4  "  When  thro*  the  deep  waters,  I  call  thee  to  go, 
"  The  rivers  of  wo  shall  not  thee  overflow  ; 

«*  For  I  will  be  with  thee,  thy  troubles  to  bless, 
**  And  sanctify,  to  thee,  thy  deepest  distress.  ' 

5  "  When  thro'  fiery  trials  thy  pathway  shall  lie, 
**  My  grace  all-sufficient  shall  be  thy  supply ; 
"  The  flame  shall  not  hurt  thee,  I. only  design 

"  Thy  dross  to  consume,  and  thy  gold  to  refine. 

6  "  Even  down  to  old  age,-  all  my  people  shall  prov% 
"  My  sovereign,  eternal,  unchangeable  love ; 

•"  And  when  hoary  hairs  shall  their  temples  adorn, 
««  Like  lambs  they  shall  still  in  my  bosom  be  borne* 

7  ««  The  soul  that  on  Jesut  hath  lean'd  for  repose, 
"  I  will  not,  I  will  not  desert  to  his  foes  ; 

**  That  soul,  tho'  all  hell  should  endeavour  to  shake* 
*'  Til  never j  no  never,  no  never  forsake?** 


HYMN  30. 

Home. 

3   BRETHREN,  while  we  sojourn  here, 
Fight  we  must,  but  should  not  fear  ; 
Foes  we  have,  but  we've  a  friend, 
One  who  loves  us  to  the  end  ; 
Forward  then  with  courage  go, 
Long  we  shall  not  dwell  below  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  your  Father  calls — Come  home* 

2  In  the  world  a  thousand  snares 

Lay  to  take  us  unawares  ;  \ 

Satan,  with  malicious  art, 
Watches  each  unguarded  heart  ; 

•Agreeable  to  Dr.Doddridge's  translation  of  Heb  xiii.  5. 


40 

But  from  Satan's  malice  free, 
Saints  &.|ialt  boon  victonoub  be  ; 
Soon  the  joyful  news  will  come, 
Child,  >our  Father  calls — Come  home. 
3  But  of  all  the  foes  we  meet, 
None  so  apt  to  turn  our  feet, 
^ione  betray  us  into  sin, 
Like  the  foes  we  have  within  ; 
Yet  let  nothing  spoil  your  peace, 
Christ  will  also  conquer  these  ; 
Then  the  joyful  news  will  come* 
Child,  your  Father  calls — Come  home. 


HYMN    31. 
Jacob  s  /adder. 

1  AS  Jacob  on  his  journey  went, 
Bv  God,  and  by  his  parents  sent, 
He  came  to  Bethel,  where  he  lay, 
And  waited  for  another  da\  — 

A  stone  was  for  his  pillow  laid, 
And  the  cold  ground  compos'd  his  bed  ; 
The  darkness  shrouded  him  around, 
And  the  blue  heav'ns  above  the  ground. 

2  All  nature  lay  composed  to  peace, 

And  the  sweet  birds  their  minstrels  cease  ; 

Aid  as  he  slept,  he  in  a  tlieaui 

B«  held  the  wonder,  now  my  theme  5 

A  ladder  of  amazing  length, 

Of  equal  breadth,  of  equal  strength, 

Its  foot  on  e;irth  was  set  in  love. 

Its  top  did  reach  the  heavens  above. 

3  The  Lord  above  this  ladder  s*ood, 
Proclann'd  hiroself.tb    eternal  God  . 
And  through  this  medium  1  lulhJ 
My  counsel  and  eternal  will. 


41 


I  am  thy  Father's  God,,  dear  man, 
To  Abram,  I've  reveal'd  my  plan  ; 
The  same  to  Isaac,  I've  reveal'd— 
The  promise  now  to  you  is  seal'd. 

4  My  covenant  of  grace  I  give, 

The  promise  good  with  thee  I  leave  ; 
Thou  shalt  be  blest,  and  in  thy  seed 
Alt  nations  shall  be  blest  indeed. 
This  ladder  is  a  scheme  to  show 
How  grace  to  man  can  freely  flow, 
Consistent  with  my  righteous  law, 
Which  ever  shines  without  a  flaw. 

5  To  Jacob,  'twas  a  pleasing  theme, 
Inspir'd  by  God,  he  had  this  dream  : 
In  it  with  transport  he  beheld 

The  way  to  bliss  as  now  reveal'd. 
His  soul  with  wonder  stood  amaz'd, 
And  sweetly  on  this  ladder  gaz'd  ; 
On  it,  he  saw  the  angels  rise — 
On  it,  descending  from  the  skies. 

6  There  holy  ministers  of  flame 
Who  come  in  God,  Jehovah's  name, 
When  they  attend  the  saints  below, 
'Tis  by  this  ladder  they  must  go  : 
And  by  this  figure  we  are  taught 
How  holy  angels  find  support, 
When  they  as  swift  as  lightning  fly 
To  do  the  will  of  God  most  high. 

7  This  ladder's  rounds,  compos'd  of  love. 
Direct  the  soul  to  God  above  : 

The  sides  are  made  of  flesh  and  bloody 
United  with  th'  eternal  God. 
Ah  !  what  a  bright  aud  sweet  display 
Of  heaven  !  it  is  the  only  way — 
A  lovely,  blessed,  glorious  scheme, 
By  which  the  gate  of  heaven  is  seen. 
D  2 


42 

8  With  peaceful  mind  did  Jacob  wake, 
With  awe  he  did  the  silence  brake — 
"  This  place  is  awful,  lovel\ ,  sweet, 
''The  house  of  God,  and  heaven's  gate.'1 
A  Ladder  of  support  is  made, 

To  go  and  come  as  we  have  need  ; 
So  Jesus  is  the  christian's  all,  - 
He  holds  us  up,  or  we  should  falL 

9  If  you  would  climb  some  building's  top, 
'Tis  by  the  help  of  such  a  prop  ; 

The  way  to  heaven  would  you  know, 
Up  Jacob's  ladder  you  must  go. 
By  faith  we  climb  this  ladder  up, 
By  faith  ascend  unto  the  top  ; 
And  every  6tep  is  made  by  grace 
To  reach  our  glorious  hiding  place. 


HYMN  32. 

The  wqmdering  Pilgrims. 

1  WAND'RING  pilgrims,  mourning  Christians, 

Weak  and  tempted  lambs  of  Christ, 
Who  endure  great  tribulation, 

And  with  sins  are  much  distressed  ; 

2  Christ  has  sent  me  to  invite  you 

To  a  rich  and  costly  feast  ; 
Let  nat  shame  nor  pride  prevent  you  ; 
Come  the  sweet  provision  taste. 

3  If  you  have  a  heart  lamenting, 

And  beiyoan  your  wretched  case, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  repenting, 
He  will  give  you  gospel  grace. 

4  If  you  want  a  heart  to  fear  him, 

Love  and  serve  him  all  your  days  ; 
Only  come  to  Christ  and  ask  him, 
He  will  guide  you  in  his  ways. 


43 

5  If  your  heart  is  unbelieving, 

Doubting  Jesus'  pard'niug  love, 
Lay  hard  by  Bethesda  waiting, 
Till  the  Iroubled  waters  move  : 

6  If  no  man  appears  to  help  you, 

All  their  efforts  prove  but  talk, 
Jesus,  Jesus,  he  will  cleanse  you  ; 
Rise,  take  up  your  bed  and  walk, 

7  If  like  Prter  you  are  sinking, 

In  the  sea  of  unbelief, 
Wait  with  patience,  always  praying, 
Christ  will  send  you  sweet  relief. 

8  He  will  give  you  grace  and  glory, 

All  your  wants  shall  be  supply 'd, 
Canaan,  Canaan  lies  before  you  ; 
Rise,  and  cross  the  swelling  tide. 

9  Death  shall  not  destroy  your  comfort, 

Christ  shall  guard  you  through  the  gloom, 
Down  he'll  send  a  heav'nly  convoy, 
To  convey  you  to  his  home. 

10  There  you'll  spend  your  days  in  pleasure, 

Free  from  ev'ry  want  and  care  ; 
Come,  O  come,  my  blessed  Saviour, 
Fain  my  spirit  would  be  there. 


HYMN  33. 

The  bold  Pilgrim. 

1  COME,  all  ye  Christian  pilgrims, 

Who're  bound  to  Canaan's  land, 
Take  courage  and  fight  manfully  ; 
Stand  fast  with  sword  in  hand. 

2  Our  Captain's  gone  before  us, 

The  Father's  only  Son  : 
So  pilgrims  dear,  pray  do  not  fear, 
But  let  us  travel  on* 


*  44 

3  We  have  a  howling  wilderness, 

Beset  with  hail  and  snow  ; 
A  land  of  drought  and  gloominess, 
Where  chilly  winds  do  blow. 

4  But  Jesus  will  go  with  us, 

And  guide  us  in  the  way  ; 
If  enemies  examine  us, 

He'll  teach  us  what  to  say. 

5  Good  morning,  s&ith  the  enemy, 

Pray  tell  to  me  your  name  : 
And  whither  you  are  going  ; 

Likewise  fiom  whence  you  came. 

6  My  name,  it  is  bold  Pilgrim  ; 

To  Canaan  I  am  bound  ; 
I'm  from  the  howling  wilderness, 
From  that  enchanted  ground. 

7  But  what  is  that  upon  your  head, 

That  shines  so  clear  and  bright  : 
Likewise  that  thing  upon  your  breast, 
That  dazzles  in  my  sight  ? 

8  What  kind  of  shoes  are  those  you  wear, 

On  which  you  boldly  stand  ; 
Likewise  that  shining  instrument 
You  hold  in  your  right  hand  ? 

9  'Tis  glorious  hope  upon  my  head  : 

And  on  my  breast,  my  shield  ; 
With  this  bright  sword  I  mean  to  fight, 
Until  I  win  the  field. 

10  My  feet  are  shod  with  gospel  grace, 

On  which  1  boldly  stand  ; 
I  mean  to  fight  until  I  die, 
And  win  fair  Canaan's  land. 

J I  You'd  better  stay  with  me,  young  man, 
And  give  your  journey  o'er, 
Your  Captain  now  is  out  of  sight, 
His  face  you'll  see  no  more. 


45 

!$  My  name  it  is  Apollyon  ; 
This  land  belongs  to  me, 
And  for  your  arms  and  pilgrim's  dress, 
Til  give  it  all  to  thee. 
13  O  no,  said  the  bold  Pilgrim,     J. 
Your  offers  1  disdain, 
For  shining  crowns  of  glory 
I  shortly  shall  obtain. 

J  4  If  I  but  hold  out  faithful 

To  my  dear  Lord's  command, 
I  shall  surely  reign  with  him 
On  Canaan's  happy  land. 


HYMN  34. 

* 

The  beggar's  prayer* 

1  ENCOURAG'D  by  thy  word 
Of  promise  to  the  poor, 
Behold  a  beggar,  Lord, 
Waits  at  thy  mercy-door  : 

No  hand,  no  heart,  dear  Lord,  but  thine, 
Can  help  or  pity  wants  like  mine. 

2  The  beggar's  usual  plea, 
Relief  from  men  to  gain, 
If  offer'd  unto  thee, 

I  know  thou  wouldst  disdain  ; 
But  those  which  move  thy  gracious  ear, 
Are  such  as  men  would  scorn  to  hear. 

3  I  have  no  right  to  say, 
That  though  I  now  am  poor, 
Yet  once  there.was  a  day 
When  1  possessed  more; 

Thou  know'st  that  from  my  very  birth 
I've  been  the  poorest  wretch  on  earth, 


46 


4  Nor  dare  I  to  profess^ 
As  beggars  often  do, 
Though  great  is  my  distress, 
My  faults  have  been  but  few  : 

If  thou  should'st  leave  rny  soul  to  starve, 
It  would  be  what  I  well  deserve. 

5  Nor  dare  I  to  pretend 
I  never  begg'd  before, 
And  if  thou  now  befriend, 
I'll  trouble  thee  no  more; 

Thou  often  hast  reliev'd  my  pain, 
And  often  I  must  come  again. 

6  Though  crumbs  are  much  too  good 
For  such  a  wretch  as  [, 

No  less  than  children's  food 
My  soul  can  satisfy  : 

0  do  not  frown,  and  bid  me  go ; 

1  must  have  all  thou  canst  bestow. 

7  Nor  can  I  willing  be 
Thy  bounty  to  conceal 
From  others  who,  like  me, 
Their  wants  and  hunger  feel ; 

I'll  tell  thereof  thy  mercy's  store, 
And  try  to  send  a  thousand  more. 

8  Thy  ways,  thou  Only  Wise, 

Our  thoughts  and  ways  transcend, 

Far  a^  the  arched  skies     * 

Above  this  earth  extend  : 
Such  pleas  as  mine  men  would  not  hear3 
But  God  receives  a  beggar's  prayer. 


HYMN  35. 

Exhortation  to  prayer* 
1  WHAT  various  hindrances  we  meet 
In  coming  to  a  mercy-seat  J 


47 

Yet  who,  that  knows  the  worth  of  prayer,. 
But  wishes  to  be  often  there  ? 

3  Prayer  makes  the  darken'd  cloud  withdraw, 
Prayer  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw  ; 
Giles  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 
Brings  every  blessing  irom  above. 

Restraining  prayer,  we  cease  to  fight ; 
Prayer  makes  the  christian's  armour  bright ; 
And  satan  trembles,  when  he  sees 
The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  While  Moses  stood  with  arms  spread  wide, 
Success  was  found  on  Israel's  side  ; 

Bnt  when  through  weariness  they  fail'd, 
That  moment  Amalek  prevail'd. 

5  Have  you  no  words  ;  ah,  think  again, 
Words  flow  apace  when  you  complain, 
And  fill  your  fellow-creature's  ear 
With  the  sad  tale  of  all  your  care. 

6  Were  half  the  breath,  thus  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent, 

Your  cheerful  song  would  oft'ner  be, 
"  Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me." 


HYMN  36. 
The  awakened  sinner. 

1  WAK'D  by  the  Gospel's  powerful  sound. 
My  soul  in  sin  and  thrall  I  found, 

Expos'd  to  endless  wo  ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

O  down  to  ruin  go. 

2  Surpris'd  indeed,  I  could  not  tell 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell, 

To  which  I  then  drew  near ! 


48 


i  strove,  alas  !  but  all  in  vain  ; 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 
Still  sounded  in  my  ear. 

3  I  to  the  law  then  ran  for  help, 
But  still  1  felt  the  weight  of  guilt, 

And  no  relief  I  found  ; 
While  sin  my  burden'd  soul  did  pain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Did  loud  as  thunder  sound. 

4  God's  justice  then  I  did  behold, 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

It  was  a  dreadful  load  ; 
This  solemn  truth  did  still  remain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  feel  the  wrath  of  God. 

5  I  heard  some  tell  how  Christ  did  give 
His  life  to  let  the  sinner  live ; 

But  him  I  could  not  see  : 
I  read  my  Bible — it  was  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  dwell  in  misery. 

6  But  as  my  sonl  with  dying  breath, 
Lav  gasping  near  eternal  death, 

Christ  Jesus  1  did  see  ; 
Free  grace  and  pardon  he  proclaimed, 
1  trust  I  then  was  born  again, 

In  gospel  liberty. 

7  Not  angels  in  the  world  above, 

Nor  saints  could  glow  with  greater  love 
Than  what  my  soul  enjnv'd  ; 

Mv  soul  did  mount  on  eagles'  wings, 

And  glory,  glory,  I  did  sing 
To  Jesus,  my  dear  Lord. 

8  Now  with  the  sainU  I'll  join  to  tell 
How  Jesus  sav'd  my  soul  from  hell. 


49 


To  sing  redeeming  love  : 
Ascribe  the  glory  to  the  Lamb, 
The  sinner  now  is  born  again, 

To  dwell  with  Christ  above. 


HYMN  37. 

A  prayer  for  seriousness  in  prospect  qfeterniiij 

1  THOU  God  of  glorious  majesty  ! 
To  thee,  against  myself,  to  thee, 

A  sinful  worm,  1  cry  : 
An  half  awaken'd  child  of  man^ 
An  heir  of  endless  bliss  or  pain, 

A  sinner  born  to  die. 

2  Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land, 
'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stand, 

Yet  how  insensible ! 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space, 
Removes  me  to  yon  heavenly  place. 

Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell  ! 

3  O  God,  my  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impress  ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  save  me  ere  it  be  too  late  : 

Wake  me  to  righteousness* 

4  Before  me  place,  in  bright  array, 
The  pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come, 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar; 
And  tell  me,  Lord*  shall  I  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

5  Be  this  my  one  great  business  here. 
With  holy  trembling,  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  calling  sure  ! 

1     E 


50 


Thine  utmost  counsel  to  fulfil, 
And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 
And  to  the  end  endure  ! 

Then,  Saviour,  then  my  soul  receive, 
Transported  from  this  vale  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  above  : 
Where  faith  is  sweetly  lost  in  sight, 
And  hope,  in  full  supreme  delight 

And  everlasting  love* 


HYMN  38. 

The  good,  old  way. 

1  LIFT  up  y©ur  heads,  Emanuel's  friends, 
And  taste  the  pleasures  Jesus  sends  ; 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 

But  hasten  on  the  Good  Old  Way. 

2  Our  conflicts  here,  though  great  they  be, 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory, 

If  we  but  watch,  and  strive,  and  pray, 
Like  soldiers  in  the  Good  Old  Way. 

3  Though  Satan  may  his  power  employ, 
Our  peace  and  comfort  to  destroy; 
Yet  never  fear,  we'll  win  the  day, 
And  shout  and  sing  the  Good  Old  Way. 

4  O  Good  Old  Way,  how  good  thou  art  1 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart ; 
But  may  our  actions  always  say, 
We're  walking  in  the  Good  Old  Way. 

3  And  when  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand, 
And  view  by  faith  the  promised  land, 
Then  we  will  shout  and  sing  and  pray— • 
And  march  along  the  Good  Old  Way. 

6  Ye  valiant  souls,  for  heaven  contend, 
Remember  life  is  at  the  end  ; 

Our  God  will  wipe  aU  tears  awav, 
When  we  have  run  the  Good  Old  Way. 

7  When  far  beyond  this  mortal  ^hore 
We'll  join  with  those  who've  gone  before  ; 
And  shout  to  think  we've  gain'd  the  day, 
By  walking  in  the  Good  Old  Way 


51 


HYMN  39. 
The  spiritual  voyage. 

1  JESUS,  at  thy  command; 
I  launch  into  the  deep  ; 
And  leave  my  native  land, 
Where  sin  lulls  all  asleep  : 

For  thee  I  fain  would  all  resign, 
And  sail  to  heav'n  with  thee  and  thine. 

2  What  though  the  seas  are  broad  ? 
What  though  the  waves  are  strong  ? 
What  though  tempestuous  winds 
Distress  me  all   along  ? 

Yet  what  are  seas,  or  stormy  wind, 
Compar'd  to  Christ,  the  sinner's  friend  ? 

3  Christ  is  my  pilot  wise, 
My  compass  is  his  word  ; 
My  soul  each  storm  defies^ 
While  I  have  such  a  Lord  : 

I  trust  his  faithfulness  and  pow'r 
To  save  me  in  the  trying  hour. 

4  Though  rocks,  and  quicksands  deep, 
Through  all  my  passage  lie  ; 

Yet  Christ  will  safely  keep, 
And  guide  me  with  his  eye  ! 
How  can  I  sink  with  such  a  prop, 
That  bears  the  world  and  all  things  up  ? 

5  By  faith  I  see  the  land, 
Haven  of  endless  rest; 

My  soul,  thy  wings  expand, 

And  fly  to  Jesus'  breast ! 
O  may  I  reach  the  heavenly  shore, 
Where  winds  and  seas  distress  no  more  ! 

6  Whene'er  becalm'd  I  lie, 
And  all  my  storms  subside  ; 
Then  to  my  succour  fly, 
And  keep  me  near  thy  side  ; 


52 

For  more  the  treacherous  calm  I  dread, 
Thau  tempests  bursting  o'er  my  head. 

7     Come,  heavenly  wind,  and  blow 
A  prosperous  gale  ot  grace; 
And  waft  me  trom  beiow, 
To  heav'n,  my  destin'd  place: 
Then  in  full  sail  my  port  I'll  rind, 
And  leave  the  world  and  sin  behind. 


HYMN  40. 

The  mystery  of  salvation, 

1  O  WHAT  a  glorious  mystery — wonder,  wonder* 
That  1  should  eversaved  be;  wonderj&c. [wonder* 
ISo  heart  can  think,  no  tongue  can  tell,  &c. 
The  love  of  God  unchangeable,  &c. 

2  Great  mystery,  who  can  tell  why 
That  Christ  for  sinners  e'er  should  die  ; 
That  he  should  leave  those  realms  of  bliss, 
And  die  for  sinners  on  the  cross  ! 

3  Great  mystery,  that  he  should  place 
His  love  on  those  of  Adam's  race  : 

That  my  poor  soul  should  share  a  part,     » 
And  find  a  mansion  in  his  heart  ! 

4  Great  mystery  I  do  behold, 

That  God  should  ever  *ave  my  soul  ; 
And  snatch  me  from  the  jaws  of  hell, 
The  greatness  of  his  love  to  tell  ! 

5  Why  was  I  not  still  left  behind, 
With  thousand  others  of  mankind  : 
Who  run  the  dangerous,  sinful  race, 
And  die  and  never  taste  his  grace  ? 

6  'Twas  the  same  love  that  spread  the  feast; 
That  sweetly  brought  us  in  to  taste 

Of  heavenly  manna  from  above, 
Redeeming  grace  and  heavenly  love. 


53 

Not  all  the  heavenly  host  can  scan 
The  glory  of  this  noble  plan  ! 
'Tis  wisdom  from  the  Father's  skill, 
And  so  remains  a  myst'ry  still. 

HYMN  41. 

The  glory  of  Christ. 

1  O  THOU  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight, 
On  whom  in  affliction  I  call  ; 

My  comfort  by  day,  and  my  song-  in  the  night, 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noon -tide  resort  with  thy  sheep, 
To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love  ? 

Say,  why  in  the  valley  of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ? 

3  O  why  should  I  wander  an  alien  from  thee  ; 
Or  cry  in  the   desert  for  bread  ? 

Thy  foes  will  rejoice  when  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  the  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zion,  declare,  have  you  seen, 
The  Star  that  on  Israel  shone  ; 

Say,  if  in  your  tents  my  Beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  flock  he  has  gone  ? 

5  This  is  my  Beloved,  his  form  is  divine, 
His  vestments  shed  odours  around  ; 

The  locks  on  his  head  are  as  grapes  on  the  vine, 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

6  The  roses  of  Sharon,  the  lilies  that  grow 
In  the  vales,  on  the  banks  of  the  streams  ; 

On  his  cheek  does  the  beauty  of  excellence  glow,         . 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 

7  His  voice,  as  the  sound  of  the  dulcimer  sweet, 
Is  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death, 

The  cedars  of  Lebanon  bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfum'd  with  his  breath. 

8  His  lips  as  a  fountain  of  righteousness  flow, 
That  waters  the  garden  of  grace  ; 

From  which  their  salvation  the  Gentiles  shall  know, 
And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 
E  2 


54 

7  O  !  foolish  child,  why  didst  thou  boast 
In  the  enlargement  of  thy  coast  ? 
Why  didst  thou  think  to  fly  away, 
Before  thou  leav'st  this  feeble  clay  ?' 

8  Come,  take  up  arms  and  face  the  field  ; 
Come,  gird  on  harness,  sword  and  shield 
Stand  fast  in  faith,  fight  for  your  King, 
And  soon  the  vict'ry  you  shall  win. 

9  When  Satan  comes  to  tempt  your  minds, 
Then  meet  him  with  these  blessed  lines  ; 
For  Christ  our  Lord  has  swept  the  field, 
And  we're  determin'd  not  to  yield. 


HYMN  44. C.  M. 

The  true  penitent. 

1  HARK  !  hear  the  sound  on  earth  is  found  ; 

My  soul  delights  to  hear 
Of  dying  love  that's  from  above, 
Of  pardon  bought  so  dear. 

2  God's  ministers,  like  flames  of  fire, 

Are  passing  through  the  land  ; 
The  voice  is,  Hear,  repent  and  fear, 
King  Jesus  is  at  hand. 

3  God's  chariots  they  no  longer  stay, 

They're  mounted  on  the  truth  : 
The  saints  in  prayer  cry,  Lord,  draw  near* 
Have  mercy  on  the  youth, 

4  Young  converts  sing  and  praise  their  King, 

And  bless  God's  holy  name  ; 
Whilst  older  saints,  true  penitents, 
Rejoice  to  join  the  theme. 

5  God,  grant  a  shower  of  his  great  power 

On  ev'ry  aching  heart, 
Who  sincerely  to  God  do  cry 
That  they  may  have  a  part." 


6  Come,  IoVely  youth,  embrace  the  truths 
Agree  with  one  accord, 
And  use  your  tongues  while  you  are  young* 
Id  praising  of  the  Lord. 


HYMN  45.-7 L.  M. 

Not  ashamed  of  Christ*. 

JESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be 
A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee  ! 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days 
Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star  ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  berrighted  soul  of  mine. 
Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon  : 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Bright  Morning  Star  !  bid  darkness  fle£ 
Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No  :  when  I  blush — be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 
Asham'd  of  Jesus  1  Yes  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 
Till  then — nor  is  my  boasting  vain, 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ! 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me  ! 
[His  institutions  would  I  prize, 
Take  up  my  cross — the  shame  despise  j 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws.] 


56 


7  O  !  foolish  child,  why  didst  thou  boast 
In  the  enlargement  of  thy  coast  ? 
Why  didst  thou  think  to  fly  away, 
Before  thou  leav'st  this  feeble  clay  ? 

8  Corae,  take  up  arms  and  face  the  field  ; 
Corne,  gird  on  harness,  sword  and  shield  ; 
Stand  fast  in  faith,  fight  for  your  King, 
And  soon  the  victVy  you  shall  win. 

9  When  Satan  comes  to  tempt  your  minds, 
Then  meet  him  with  these  blessed  lines; 
For  Christ  our  Lord  has  swept  the  field, 
And  we're  determin'd  not  to  yield. 


HYMN  44. 
The  true  'penitent. 

1  HARK  !  hear  the  sound  on  earth  is  found  : 

My  soul  delights  to  hear 
Of  dying  love  that's  from  above, 
Of  pardon  bought  so  dear. 

2  God's  ministers,  like  flames  of  fire, 

Are  passing  through  the  land  : 
The  voice  is,  Hear,  repent  and  fear, 
King  Jesus  is  at  hand. 

,3  God's  chariots  they  no  longer  stay, 
They're  mounted. on  the  truth  : 
The  saints  in  prayer  cry,  Lord,  draw  near, 
Have  mercy  on  the  youth. 

4  Young  converts  sing  and  praise  their  King. 

And  bles's  God's  holy  name  ; 
Whilst  older  saints,  true  penitents, 
Rejoice  to  join  the  theme. 

5  God,  grant  a  shower  of  his  great  power 

On  ev'ry  aching  heart, 
Who  sincerely  to  God  do  cry 
That  they  may  have  a  part.. 


57 

6  Come,  lovely  youth,  embrace  the  truth, 
Agree  with  one  accord, 
And  Qseyour  tongues  while  you  are  young, 
In  praising  of  the  Lord. 


HYM   45. 
Not  ashamed  of  Christ, 

JESUS  !  and  shall  it  ever  be 
A  mortal  man  asham'd  of  thee  • 
Asham'd  of  thee,  whom  angels  praise, 
Whose  glories  shine  through  endless  days  ! 

2  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  sooner  far  - 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star ; 
He  sheds  the  beams  of  light  divine 
O'er  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

3  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  just  as  soon 
Let  midnight  be  asham'd  of  noon  : 
'Tis  midnight  with  my  soul  till  he, 
Bright  Morning  Star  !  bid  darkness  flee. 

4  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ! 
No :  when  I  blush — be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

5  Asham'd  of  Jesus  !  Yes  I  may, 
When  I've  no  guilt  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fears  to  qnell,  no  soul  to  save. 

6  Till  then— nor  is  my  boasting  vain, 
Till  then  1  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ! 
And  O  may  this  my  glory  be, 
That  Christ  is  not  asham'd  of  me  ! 

7  [His  institutions  would  I  prize, 

Take  up  my  cross — the  shame  despise  j 
Dare  to  defend  his  noble  cause, 
And  yield  obedience  to  his  laws.] 


58 

HYMN  4&. 

The  hiding  pfaee. 

1  HAIL,  sovereign  love  that  first  began 
Tiie  scheme  to  rescue  fallen  man  ; 
Hail,  matchless,  free,  eternal  grace, 
That  gave  my  soul  a  hiding  place  ! 

2  Against  the  God  that  built  the  sky, 

1  fought,  with  hands  uplifted  high  ;" 
Despis'd  the  mansions  of  his  grace, 
Too  proud  to  seek  a  hiding  place  ! 

3  Enwrapt  in  dark  Egyptian  night, 
And  fond  of  darkness  more  than  light, 
Madly  1  run  the  sinful  race, 

Secure  without  a  hiding  place. 

4  But  lo  !  trT  eternal  counsel  ran, 
Almighty  love  !  arrest  the  mau  ! 
I  felt  the  arrows  of  distress, 
And  found  I  had  no  hiding  place. 

a  Vindictive  Justice  stood  in  view, 
To  Sinai's  fiery  mount  1  flew  ; 
But  Justice  cry'd  with  frowning  face, 
This  mountain  is  no  hiding  place  1 

6  But  lo  !   a  heavenly  voice  I  heard, 
And  mercy's  angel  soon  appc«r'd  ; 
He  led  me  on  a  pleasing  pace, 

To  Jesus  Christ,  my  hiding  place. 

7  Should  seven-folds  streams  of  vengeance  roll, 
And  shake  this  globe  from  pole  to  pole  ; 

No  thunder  bolts  shall  daunt  my  face, 
For  Jesus  is  my  hiding  place. 

d  A  few  more  rolling  suns,  at  most, 
Shall  land  me  on  fair  Canaau's  coast, 
Where  1  shall  sing  the  song  of  grace, 
And  see  my  glorious  Hiding  Place. 


59 

HYMN  47. 

Expostulation. 

1  NOW  the  Saviour  stauds  a  pleading, 
At  the  sinner's  bolted  heart ; 

Now  in  heaven  he's  interceding, 
Undertaking  sinners'  part. 

CHORUS. 

Sinners,  can  you  hate  this  Saviour  9 
Will  you  thrust  him  from  your  arms  ? 
Once  he  dy^d  for  your  behaviour, 
Notv  he  calls  you  to  his  charms. 

2  Now  he  pleads  his  sweat  and  bloodshed, 
Shews  his  wounded  hands  and  feet ; 
Father,  save  them,  though  they're  blood  red, 
Raise  them  to  a  heavenly  seat. 

Sinners,  can  you  hate,  Sfc. 

3  Sinners,  hear  your  God  and  Saviour, 
Hear  his  gracious  voice  to-day, 
Turn  from  all  your  vain  behaviour, 
O  repent,  return,  and  pray. 

Sinners,  can  you  hate,  fyc. 

4  O  be  wise  before  you  languish 
On  the  bed  of  dying  strife  ! 
Endless  joy  or  endless  anguish, 
Turns  upon  the  events  of  life. 

Sinners,  can  you  hate,  Sfc. 

5  Now  he's  waiting  to  be  gracious, 
Now  he  stands  and  looks  on  thee  : 
See  what  kindness,  love  and  pitv, 
Shine  around  on  you  and  me. 

Sinners,  can  you  hate,  Sfc. 

6  Open  now  your  hearts  before  him, 
Bid  the  Saviour  welcome  in  ; 
Now  receive,  and  O  adore  him, 
Take  a  full  discharge  from  sin. 

Sinners,  can  you  hate,  Sfc. 


60 


Come,  for  all  things  now  are  ready, 
Yet  there's  room  for  many  more  ; 
O  ye  blind,  ye  lame  and  needy, 
Come  to  wisdom's  boundless  store. 
Sinners,  can  you  hate,  fyc. 


HYMN  48. 

Christ's  invitation  to  his  spouse. 

1  ARISE,,my  dear  love,  my  undefiTd  dove, 
I  hear  my  dear  Jesus  to  say  ; 

The  winter  is  past,  the  spring's  come  at  last ; 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

2  The  earth  that  is  green,  is  fair  to  be  seen, 
The  little  birds  chirping  do  say, 

That  they  do  rejoice  in  each  other's  voice, 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

3  All  smiling-  in  love,  the  young-  turtle  dove, 
The  flowers  appearing  in  May  ; 

All  speak  forth  the  praise  of  the  Ancient  of  days  ; 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

4  Come  away  from  th'  world's  cares,  those  troublesome 
That  follow  you  night  and  by  day  :—     >         [snares, 

That  you  may  be  free  from  the  troubles  that  be  ; 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

5  Come  away  from  all  fear  that  troubles  you  here. 
Come  into  my  arms,  he  doth  say; 

That  you  may  be  clear  from  the  troubles  you  fear— • 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

6  Come  away  from  all  pride,  from  that  raging  tide, 
That  makes  you  fall  out  by  the  way ;        ' 

Come  learn  to  be  meek,  and  your  Jesus  to  seek  ; 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

7  A  s  to  you  that  are  old,  and  whose  hearts  are  grown  cold, 
Your  Jesus  inviting  doth  s»ay, 

That  he's  heard  your  cries  in  the  north  countries  ; 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

8  As  to  you  that  are  young,  your  hearts  they  are  strong, 
Your  Jesus  invites  you  away; 

From  Antichrist's  charms  to  your  Jesus'  kind  arms, 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away, 


61 

► 

9  And  as  to  the  youth  that  have  known  the  truth, 
Whose  hearts  they  have  led  you  astray  ; 

Come,  hear  to  his  voice,  and  your  hearts  shall  rejoice  ; 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

10  My  dear  children  all,  come  hear  to  my  call, 
Behold  I  stand  knocking  and  say — 

My  head's  wet  with  dew,  my  children  for  you ; 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

11  My  fatlings  are  kilPd,  my  table  is  fill'd, 
My  maidens  attending  doth  say, 

There's  wine  on  the  lees  as  much  as  you  please, 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 

12  Come,  travel  the  road  that  leads  you  to  God, 
For  it  is  a  bright  shining  way ; 

Come  run  up  and  down  my  errands  upon, 
My  love,  my  dove  come  away. 


HYMN  49. 

Lovest  thou  me  9 

1  'TIS  a  point  I  long  to  know, 
Of  it  causes  anxious  thought ; 
Do  I  love  the  Lord  or  no  ? 
Am  I  his,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  If  I  love,  why  am  I  thus  ? 

Why  this  dull  and  lifeless  frame  ? 
Hardly,  sure,  can  they  be  worse, 
Who  have  never  heard  his  name. 

3  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 
Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove, 
Every  trifle  give  me  pain, 

If  I  knew  a  Saviour's  love  ? 

4  When  I  turn  my  eyes  within, 
AH  is  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild  ; 
Fill'd  with  unbelief  and  sin, 
Can  I  deem  myself  a  child  ? 

5  If  I  pray,  or  hear,  or  read, 
Sin  is  mixt  with  all  [  do : 

F: 


62 


You  that  love  the  Lord  indeed, 
Tell  me,  is  it  thus  with  you  ? 

G  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 
Find  my  sin  a  grief  and  thrall  ; 
Should  I  grieve  for  what  I  feel, 
If  I  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

7  [Could  I  joy  his  saints  to  meet, 
Choose  the  ways  1  once  abhorr'd, 
Find,  at  times,  the  promise  sweet, 
If  I  did  not  love  the  Lord  ?] 

8  Lord,  decide  the  doubtful  case  ! 
Thou  who  art  thy  people's  sun, 
Shine  upon  ihy  work  of  grace, 
If  it  be  indeed  begun. 

9  Let  me  love  thee  mere  and  more, 
H  I  love  at  all,  I  pray  ; 

If  I  have  not  lov'd  before, 
Help  me  to  begin  to-day. 


HYMN  50. 

Fears  removed — It  is  I,  be  not  afraid. 

t  UNCLEAN  !   unclean  !  and  full  of  sin, 
From  first  to  last,  O  Lord,  I've  been  ! 

Deceitful  is  my  heart: 
Guilt  presses  down  my  burden'd  sool, 
But  Jesus  can  the  waves  control, 

And  bid  my  fears  depart. 

2  When  first  I  heard  his  word  of  grace., 
Ungratefully  I  hid  my  face, 

Ungratefully  delay'd  : 
At  length  his  voice  more  powerful  came, 
■«  'Tis  I  (he  cry'd,)  I,  still  the  same, 

"  Thou  need'st  not  be  afraid." 


£  My  heart  was  chang'd  in  that  same  hour. 
My  soul  confess'd  his  mighty  power, 

Out  flow'd  the  briny  tear  : 
I  listen'd  still  to  hear  his  voice  ; 
Again  he  said,   "  In  me  rejoice, 

"  'Tis  I,  thou  need'st  not  fear." 

4  "Unworthy  of  thy  love,"  I  cry'd  ; 
*«  Freely  i  love,"  he  soon  reply'd, 

"  On  me  thy  faith  be  staid  : 
"  On  me  for  every  thing  depend, 
"I'm  Jesus  still,  the  sinner's  friend, 
"  Thou  need'st  not  be  afraid." 


HYMN  51. 

Rejoicing  in  Christ  crucified. 
L     VAIN,  delusive  world,  adieu, 
With  all  of  creature  good; 
Only  Jesus  f  pursue, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood  ! 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 
I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride: 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 
And  Jesus  crucify' d  ! 
I     Other  knowledge  T  disdain, 
'Tis  all  but  vanity: 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain, 

He  tasted  death  for  me  ! 
Me  to  save  from  endless  wo, 
The  sin-atoning  victim  dy'd  ; 

Only  Jesus,  fyc. 
5     Turning  to  my  rest  again, 
The  Saviour  I  adore  ; 
He  relieves  my  grief  and  pain, 
And  bids  me  weep  no  more. 
Rivers  of  salvation  flow 
From  Jesus'  head,  his  hands,  his  side  ; 
Only  Jesus,  Sfc, 


04 

4     Here  will  I  set  up  ray  rest  j 
My  fluctuating  heart, 
From  the  haven  of  his  breast, 

Shall  never  more  depart : 
Whither  should  a  sinner  gro, 
His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  wide; 
Only  Jesus,  Sfc. 

3     Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace, 
And  pleasure  without  end; 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend  ; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow, 
And  ever  in  his  faith  abide ; 
Only  Jesus,  Sfc. 
6    O  that  I  could  all  invite, 

This  saving  truth  to  prove  : 
Show  the  length,  the  breadth,  and  height, 

And  depth  of  Jesus'  love  ! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 
The  blood  by  faith  alone  apply 'd  t 
Only  Jesus,  fyc. 


HYMN  52. 

Christ's  invitation* 

COME,  brethren  and  sisters,  that  love  my  dear  Lord, 
I  pray  give  attention  and  ear  to  my  word  ; 
What  wonder  of  mercy !  behold  now  I  see, 
What  a  tender  kind  Saviour  has  done  for  poor  me, 

I  was  led  by  the  devil,  till  lost  and  distrest, 
I  tho't  that  in  torments  I  soon  should  be  cast : 
No  peace  to  the  wicked,  but  all  misery, 
1  ill  by  faith  I  saw  Jesus  bang  bleeding  for  me^ 

O  sinner,  said  Jesus,  for  you  I  have  died  : 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  my  soul  then  reply 'd ; 
The  guilt  was  removed,  my  soul  did  rejoice  ; 
The  blood  was  applied,  the  witness  and  voice. 


65 

4  On  my  low  bending  knees,  before  God  I  did  fall, 
All  glory  to  Jesus,  for  he's  all  in  all  ; 

The  heart  of  this  rebel  was  bursted  in  twain, 
To  see  my  dear  Jesus  on  Calvary  slain. 

5  There  was  peace  now  in  heaven,  and  peace  upon  earth, 
'  The  angel's  rejoice  at  a  poor  sinner's  birth  ; 

Your  sins  are  forgiven,  my  Saviour  did  say, 
O  witness,  kind  Heaven,  on  this  my  birth  day. 

6  My  soul  it  was  humbled,  I  fell  to  the  ground, 
The  time  of  refreshing  at  length  I  have  found  t 

O  Lord,  thou  hast  ravish'd  my  soul  with  thy  chaims, 
Let  me  die  now  like  Simeon,  with  Christ  in  my  arms.. 


HYMN  53. 

The  backslider  s  prayer. 

1  JESUS,  let  thy  pitying  eye 

Call  back  a  wand'ring  sheep, 
False  to  thee,  like  Peter,  I 

Would  fain  like  Peter  weep  ; 
Let  me  be  by  grace  restor'd, 
On  me  be  all  its  freeness  shown. 
Tarn,  and  look  upon  me,  Lord, 

And  break  my  heart  of  stone. 

2  Saviour,  Prince  enthron'd  above, 

Repentance  to  impart, 
Give  me  through  thy  dying  love 

The  humble,  contrite  heart: 
Give,  what  I  have  long  implor'd, 
A  portion  of  thy  love  unknown. 

Tarn,  and  look,  Sfe. 

3  See  me,  my  Saviour,  from  above, 

Nor  suffer  me  to  die  ; 
Life,  and  .happiness,  and  love, 

Smile  in  thy  gracious  eye  : 
Speak  the  reconciling  word, 
And  let  thy  mercy  melt  me  down  : 
Turn,  and  look,  &c. 
F  2 


66 


4  Look,  as  when  thy  weeping  eye 

The  bloody  city  view'd, 
Those  who  ston'd  and  doom'd  to  die 

The  prophets  of  their  God  : 
I  deserve  their  sad  reward, 
But  this  my  gracious  day  I  own  ; 

Turn,  and  look,  &c. 

5  Look,  as  when  thy  grace  beheld 

The  harlot  in  distress, 
DryM  her  tears,  her  pardon  seal'd, 

And  bade  her  go  in  peace ; 
Fool,  like  her,  and  self  abhorr'd, 
I  at  thy  feet  for  mercy  groan  ; 

Turn,  and  look,  &c. 

6  Look,  as  when  condemned  for  them, 

Thou  didst  thy  followers  see, 
"  Daughters  of  Jerusalem, 

"  Weep  for  yourselves,  not  me;" 
Am  I  by  my  God  deplor'd, 
And  shall  I  not  myself  bemoan  ? 

Turn,  and  look,  &c. 

7  Look,  as  when  thy  languid  eye 

Was  clos'd,  that  we  might  live  ; 
"  Father,"  at  the  point  to  die, 

My  Saviour  gasp'd,  *«  forgive:'* 
•Surely  with  that  dying  word, 
He  turns,  and  looks,  and  cries,  "  'tis  done  1" 
O  my  bleeding,  loving  Lord, 

Thou  break' st  my  heart  of  stove  ! 


HYMN  54. 

A  brief  description  of  the  children  of  God. 
In  a  dialogue. 

I  WHAT  poor  despised  company 
Of  travellers  are  these, 


67 

Who  walk  in  yonder  narrow  way, 
Along  the  rugged  maze  ? 

Ah,  these  are  of  a  royal  line, 

All  children  of  a  King ; 
Heirs  of  immortal  crowns  divine, 

And  lo,  for  joy  they  sing. 

3  Why  do  they  then  appear  so  mean  ? 

And  why  so  much  despis'd  ? 
Because  of  their  rich  robes  unseen, 
The  world  is  not  appriz'd. 

4  But  some  of  them  seem  poor,  distrest, 

And  lacking  daily  bread; 
Ah  !  they're  of  boundless  wealth  possessed, 
With  hidden  manna  fed. 

5  But  why  keep  they  that  narrow  road, 

That  rugged  thorny  maze  ? 
Why,  that's  the  way  their  Leader  trod, 
They  love  and  keep  his  ways. 

6  Why  must  they  shun  the  pleasant  path 

That  worldlings  love  so  well  ? 
Because  that  is  the  road,  to  death. 
The  open  road  to  hell. 

7  What,  is  there  then  no  other  road 

To  Salem's  happy  ground  ? 
Christ  is  the  only  way  to  God, 
None  other  cnn  be  found. 


HYMN  55. 

Invitation  to  follow  the  Lamb. 

HUMBLE  souls,  who  seek  salvation, 
Thro'  the  Lamb's  redeeming  blood, 

Hear  the  voice  of  revelation, 
Tread  the  path"  that  Jesus  trod. 


68 


Flee  to  him,  your  only  Saviour, 
In  his  mighty  name  confide  ; 

In  the  whole  of  your  behaviour 

Own  hi  in  as  your  sovereign  guide  r 

2  Hear  the  bless'd  Redeemer  call  yon, 

Listen  to  his  gracious  voice  ; 
Dread  no  ills  that  can  befal  you, 

While  you  make  his  ways  your  choice 
Jesus  says,    M  Let  each  believer 

"  Be  baptized  in  my  name  ;" 
He  himself,  in  Jordan's  river, 

Was  immers'd  beneath  the  stream. 

3  Plainly  here  his  footsteps  tracing, 

Follow  him  without  delay  ; 
Gladly  his  command  embracing, 

Lo  !  your  Captain  leads  the  way  : 
View  the  rite  with  understanding  ; 

Jesus'  grave  before  you  lies  ; 
Be  interr'd  at  his  commanding  ; 

After  his  example  rise. 


HYMN  56. 
A  Baptismal  Hymn. 

1  THE  great  Redeemer  we  adore, 
WTho  came,  the  lost  to  seek  and  save  ; 
"Went  humbly  down  from  Jordan's  shore, 
To  find  a  tomb  beneath  its  wave  ! 

2  "  Thus  it  becomes  us  to  fulfil 

"  All  righteousness,"  he  meekly  said  : 
Why  should  we  then  to  do  his  will, 
Or  be  ashairTd,  or  be  afraid  ! 

3  With  thee  into  thy  wat'ry  tomb, 
Lord,  'tis  ou-  glory  to  descend  : 

'Tis  wondrous  grace  that  gives  us  room, 
To  lie  interr'd  by  such  a  friend. 


60 

4  Yet  as  the  yielding  wave  gives  way, 
To  let  us  see  the  light  again  ; 
So  on  the  resurrection  day, 
The  bands  of  death  prov'd  weak  and  vain. 

Thus  when  thou  shalt  again  appear, 
The  gates  shall  open  wide ; 
Our  dust  thy  mighty  voice  shall  hear, 
And  rise  and  triumph  at  thy  side. 


HYMN  57. 

Immersion* 

1  THUS  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd 

In  Jordan's  swelling  flood  ! 
To  shew  he  must  be  soon  baptiz'd 
In  tears,  and  sweat,  and  blood. 

2  Thus  was  his  sacred  body  laid 

Beneath  the  yielding  wave, 
Thus  was  Iris  sacred  body  rais'd 
Out  of  the  liquid  grave. 

S  Lord,  we  thy  precepts  would  obey, 
In  thy  own  footsteps  tread  ! 
"Would  die,  be  buried,  rise  with  thee, 
4)ur  ever-living  Head. 


HYMN  58. 
Admonition  to  Christian  Duties* 

1  CHRISTIANS,  if  your  hearts  be  warm, 
Ice  and  snow  can  do  no  harm  ; 

If  by  Jesus  you  are  priz'd, 
Rise,  believe,  and  be  baptiz'd. 

2  Jesus  drank  the  gall  for  you, 
Bore  the  curse  to  mortals  due  ; 
Children,  prove  your  love  to  him, 
Never  fear  the  frozen  stream. 


70 

3  Never  shun  the  Saviour's  cross, 
All  on  ea»  th  is  worthless  dross  ; 
If  the  Saviour's  love  you  feel, 
Let  the  world  behold  your  zeal. 

4  Fire  is  good  to  warm  the  soul, 
Water  purifies  the  foul  ; 
Fire  and  water  hoth  agree, 
Winter  soldiers  never  dee. 

5  Every  season  of  the  year. 
Let  your  worship  be  sincere  ; 
When  the  storms  prevent  your  roam, 
Serve  your  gracious  Lord  at  home. 

6  Read  his  sacred  word  by  day, 
Ever  watching,  always  pray  ; 
Meditate  his  law  by  night, 
This  will  give  you  great  delight. 

HYMN  59- 

Union  Hymn. 

1  FROM  whence  doth  this  union  arise, 

That  hatred  is  conquer'd  by  love  ! 
It  fastens  our  soul  in  such  ties, 
As  nature  and  time  can't  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found, 

Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  k»t ; 
It  grows  on  ImmanneTs  ground; 
And  Jesus'  rich  blood  it  did  cost, 

3  My  friends  are  so  dear  unto  me, 

Our  hearts  are  united  in  love  ; 
Where  Jesus  is  gone  we  shall  be 
In  yonder  bright  mansions  above. 

4  O  why  then  so  loth  for  to  part  ? 

Since  there  we  shall  all   meet  a^ain 
Engrav'd  on  Im  man  net's  heart, 
At  a  distance  we  cannot  remaih. 


71 

5  And  when  we  shall  see  that  bright  day] 

And  join  with  the  angels  above, 
There,  free  from  th^se  bodies  of  clay, 
We'll  dwell  with  Christ  Jesus  above. 

6  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign, 

And  all  his  bright  glories  we'll  see.; 
There  sing  Hallelujah,  Amen  ! 
Amen,  even  so  let  it  be. 

HYMN  $0. 

Redemption  in  Christ. 

1  COME,friends  and  relations,  let's  join  heart  and  hand, 
The  voice  of  the  turtle  is  heurd  in  our  land ! 

Let's  all  walk  together,  and  follow  the  sound,. 

And  mai'ch  to  the  place  where  redemption  is  found. 

2  The  place  it  is  hidden,  the  place  'lis  conceal'd, 
Nor  can  be  known  full},  until  'tis  reveal'd  ^ 
The  place  is  in  Jesus,  to  him  we  will  go, 

And  there  find  redemption  from  sin,  death  and  wo, 

3  The  place  it  is  hidden,  by  reason  of  sin, 
For  sinners  see  not  the  sad  state  they  are  in  ; 
They're  blinded,  polluted,  in  prison  and  pain : 
O  how  can  such  rebels  redemption  obtain  ! 

4  But  if  you  feel  wounded  and  bruis'd  by  the  fall, 
Then  look  up  to  Jesus,  'tis  you  he  doth  call  ; 
And  if  you  are  tempted  to  doubt  or  despair, 
Then  come  home  to  Jesus, — redemption  is  there. 

5  And  you,  my  dear  brethren,  that  love  my  dear  Lord, 
Who've  vvitness'd  free  pardon  by  faith  in  his  word, 
Let  patience  attend  you  wherever  you  be, 

Your  Saviour  hath  given  redemption  most  free. 

,6  Soon  wii]  the  archangel  the  last  trumpet  sound. 
And  wake  all  the  dead  that  sleep  under  the  ground  ? 
The  sound  of  that  trumpet  will  bid  you  arise, 
To  meet  your  redemption  with  joyful  surprise. 

7  O  !  then  loving  Jesus  our  souls  will  receive, 
From  bonds  of  corruption  our  bodies  relieve; 
Then  we  shall  be  perfect,  and  we  shall  be  free : 
We'll  sing  of  redemption  wherever  we  be. 


72 

8  Redeemed  from  sin,  and  redemed  from  death, 
Redeem'd  from  corruption,  redeem'd  from  the  earth, 
Redeem'd  from  damnation,  redeem'd  from  all  wo  ; 
We'll  sing  of  redemption  wherever  we  go. 

9  Redeem'd  from  all  sin,  and  redeem'd  from  distress  ; 
The  fruits  of  redemption  no  tongue  can  express  ; 
Redemption  we  owe  to  our  Jesus's  love  ; 

We'll  sing  sweet  redemption  in  glory  above. 


HYMN  6i. 

Night  Thought. 
i  HOW  can  I  sleep,  when  angels  sing, 
And  all  the  saints  on  high 
Cry  glory  to  th'  eternal  King, 
The  Lamb  that  once  did  die  ? 

2  When  guardian  angels  fill  the  room, 

And,  hov'ring  round  my  bed, 
Clap  their  glad  wings  in  love  to  him 
Who  is  my  glorious  Head  ; 

3  O  how  can  1  inactive  lie, 

And  thoughtless  all  the  night, 
When  those  celestial  spirits  praiso 
The  Lord  with  all  their  might ! 

4  Those  jovful  spirits  never  sleep  ; 

Their  love  is  always  new  ; 
Then,  O  my  soul,  no  longer  cease. 
To  love  and  praise  him  too. 

5  For  I,  of  all  the  race  that  fell, 

Or  all  the  heav'nly  host, 
Have  greatest  cause  with  humble  soni 
To  love  and  praise  him  most. 

6  Did  God  the  Father  love  men  so, 

As  to  bestow  his  Son 
A  ransom,  sinners  to  redeem, 
And  save  from  wrath  to  come  ! 


7  Did  Jesus  leave  the  Father's  breast, 

That  heav'n  of  heuv'ns  on  high, 
And  come  to  earth,  this  world  of  wo, 
For  guilty  men  to  die  ? 

8  And  has  the  Holy  Ghost  apply'd 
,    The  blood  of  Christ  to  me, 

To  cleanse  my  guilty  soul  from  sin, 
And  set  my  spirit  free  ? 

9  With  me,  O  heav'n  and  earth  admire, 

Who  am  of  all  the  race 
The  chielest  sinner,  and  deserve 
In  hell  the  hottest  place. 

10  Yet  mercy  here  and  truth  can  meet, 

And  God  can  justify, 
Through  Jesus  Ghrist's  most  precious  blood, 
So  vile  a  wretch  as  I. 

PAUSE. 

1 1  No  longer  then  will  I  lie  here, 

But  rise,  to  praise  and  pray ; 
And  join  to  sing,  while  I  enjoy 
A  glimpse  of  heav'nly  day. 

19  I'll  view  the  glories  of  the  Lord, 
And  serve  him  all  my  days  : 
For  what  he  in  his  esse'nse  is, 
My  soul  shall  sing  his  praise. 

13  His  glories  bind  my  soul  to  him, 

While  them  by  faith  I  see, 
For  which  adore  him,  O  my  soul, 
And  for  his  gifts  to  thee. 

14  Thanks  to  the  Father  for  the  Son  ; 

To. Christ  for  righteousness  ; 
And  to  the  Holy  Spirit,  who 
Bestow'd  this  heavenlv  dress. 
G 


74 


15  Lord,  give  me  strength  to  die  to  sin, 

And  run  the  Christian  race  ; 
To  live  to  God,  and  glorify 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 

16  My  lovely  Jesus,  while  on  earth, 

Arose  before  'twas  day, 
And  to  a  solitary  place 
Departed,  there  to  pray. 

17  Til  do  as  did  my  blessed  Lord, 

His  footsteps  I  will  trace; 
I  long  to  meet  him  in  the  grove, 
And  view  his  smiling  face. 

18  And  when  my  soul  hath  found  my  love, 

I'll  let  him  go  no  more  ;       1  1 

But  bring  him  to  my  Father's  house, 
That  all  may  him  adore. 

19  Now  let  all  drowsiness  be  gone, 

Let  me  enjoy  my  Lord, 
And  let  my  mind  be  swallow'd  up 
In  his  eternal  word. 

20  If  meditations  all  divine 

At  midnight  rill  my  soul, 
Sleep  shall  no  longer  all  my  pow'rs, 
And  faculties  control  ; 

21  But  I'll  arise,  and  sing,  and  pray, 

And  spend  such  hours  of  joy 
In  praising  him  whose  glorious  name 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

22  Yet  if  my  nature  should  require 

In  sleep  a  little  rest ; 
Dear  JeMis,  let  it  be  no  more 
Than  thou  shall  think  it  best, 


75 


HYMN  62. 

The  Christian's  Farewell. 

1  FAREWELL,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time  is  at  harfd, 
That  we  must  be  parted  from  this  social  band; 
Our  several  engagements  do  call  us  away, 
Separation  is  needful,  and  we  must  obey. 

2  Farewell,  loving  Christians,  farewell  for  a  while, 
We'll  soon  meet  again  if  kind  Heaven  should  smile  ; 
And  while  we  are  parted  and  scatter 'd  abroad, 
We'll  pray  for  each  other,  and  wrestle  with  God. 

3  Farewell,  faithful  soldiers,  you'll  soon  be  discharged, 
The  war  is  just  ended,  the  treasure's  enlarged  ; 
With  singing  and  shouting,  though  Jordan  may  roar, 
We'll  enter  fair  Canaan,  and  rest  on  the  shore. 

4  Farewell,  ye  young  converts,  who  have  listed  for  war, 
Sore  trials  await  you,  but  Jesus  is  near  ; 

And  though  you  must  walk  through  this  dark  wilder- 
Your  Captain's  before  you,  he'll  lead  you  to  peace,  [ness, 

5  The  world,  ilesh  and  Satan,  and  hell  all  unite, 
And  bold  persecutors  will  strive  to  affright — 
Yet  Jesus  stands  for  you,  he's  greater  than  they, 
Let  this  thought  inspire  you,  to  march  on  the  way. 

6  Farewell,  seeking-  mourners,  with  sad  broken  hearts, 
O  haste  to  know  Jrs-us,  and  seek  the  good  part  ; 
He's  full  of  compassion,  and  mighty  to  save, 

His  arms  are  extended  your  souls  to  receive. 

$  Farewell,  careless  sinner,  for  you  I  do  mourn, 
To  think  on  your  danger,  and  your  unconcern  ; 
I've  heard  of  a  judgment  where  all  must  appear; 
O  there  you'll  stand  trembling  with  tormenting  fear  I 

8  Your  frolicks  and  pastime,  in  which  you  delight,    i 
Will  serve  to  torment  you  in  that  dreadful  fright ; 
You'll  think  on  the  sermons  which  you've  heard  in  vain, 
When  hope's  gone  forever  of  hearing  again. 

9  Farewell,  faithful  pilgrims,  farewell,  all  around,    i 
Perhaps  we'll  not  meet  till  the  last  trump  shallsound  j 
To  meet  you  in  glory  I  give  you  my  hand, 

The  Saviour  to  praise  in  a  pure  social  band. 


76 


HYMN— After  Experiences. 

1  I7EAR  Saviour,  we  rejoice  to  hear 

Poor  sinners  sweetly  tell, 
How  thou  art  plea-'d  to  save  from  sin, 
From  sorrow,  death  and  hell. 

2  Lord,  we  unite  to  praise  thy  name 

For  grace  so  freely  given  ; 
Still  may  ihev  keep  in  Zion's  road, 
And  dwell  at  last  in  heaven. 


HYMN  63. 

Tempted — but  flying  to  Christ  the  Refuge. 

1  JF^SUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 

Lei  me  to  thy  bosom  flv, 
"While  the  raging  billows  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  ! 
Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past  ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 

O  receive  mv  soul  at  last  ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah!   leave  me  not  alone, 

Still  support  and  comfort  me  : 
All  my  trust  on  ihee  is  stay'd, 

All  my  help  from  thee  1  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christy  art  all  I  want ; 

All  in  All  iu  thee  I  find  : 
Rai^e  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 
Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind  : 


77 


Just  and  holy  is  thy  name, 
I  am  all  unrighteousness, 

Vile  and  full  of  sin  I  am, 

Thou  art  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

4  Plenteous  grace  with  thee  is  found* 

Grace  to  pardon  all  my  sin  ; 
Let  the  healing  streams  abound  ; 

Make  and  keep  me  pure  within, 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art. 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  : 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart, 

Rise  to*  all  eternity. 


HYMN  64. 

Longing  for  the  spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  O'ER  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness, 

Look,  my  soul,  be  still  and  gaze, 
All  the  promises  do  travail 

With  a  glorious  day  of  grace. 
Blessed  Jubilee, 
Let  thy  glorious  morning  dawn. 

2  Let  the  Indian,  let  the  Negro, 

Let  the  rude  Barbarian  see, 
That  divine  and  glorious  conquest, 

Once  obtain'd  on  Calvary  ; 
Let  the  Gospel 
Loud  resound  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  Kingdoms  wide  that  sit  in  darkness, 

Grant  them,  Lord,  the  glorious  light, 
And  from  eastern  coast  to  western, 

May  the  morning  chase  the  night, 
And  redemption 
Freely  purchas'd,  win  the  day. 
G  2 


78 


4  May  the  glorious  day  approaching, 

From  eternal  darkness  dawn, 
And  the  evei  tasting  gospel, 

Spread  abroad  thy  holy  name  ; 
All  the  borders 
Of  the  great  ImmanueV s  land. 

5  Fly  abroad,  thou  mighty  gospel, 

Win  and  conquer,  never  cease  ; 
Mav  thy  lasting  wide  dominions 

Multiply  and  still  increase  : 
Sway  the  sceptre 
Saviour,  all  the  world  around. 


HYMN  65. 

Salvation, 

I  SALVATION  !  oh,  the  joyful  souud  ! 

'Tis  pleasure  to  our  eaib  ; 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our.  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow,  and  in  sin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  we  arise  by  grace  divine 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 


HYMN  66. 

The  slow  traveller, 

1  OH  !   happy  soul,  how  fast  you  go, 
And  leave  me  here  behind ; 
Don't  stop  for  me,  for  now  I  see 
The  Lord  is  just  and  kind. 


7£ 

2  Go  on,  go  on,  my  soul  says  go, 

And  I'll  come  after  you  ; 
Though  I'm  behind,  yet  1  can  find, 
I'll  sing  hoianna  too. 

3  God  give  you  strength  that  you  may  run, 

And  keep  your  footsteps  right ; 
Though  fast  you  go,  and  I  so  slow, 
You  are  not  out  of  sight, 

4  When  you  get  to  those  worlds  above, 

And  all  their  glories  see  ; 
When  you  get  home,  your  work  is  done, 
Then  look  you  out  for  me. 

5  For  I  will  corne  fast  as  1  can, 

Along  this  way  I'll  steer  ; 
Lord,  give  me  strength,  I  shall  at  length 
Be  one  among  you  there. 

6  There  altogether  we  shall  be, 

Together  we  shall  sing  ; 
Together  shall  we  praise  our  God, 
Our  everlasting  King. 

7  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  years 

Bright  shining  like  the  sun  ; 
Wre've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 


HYMN  67. 

The  pilgrim  s  farewell. 

1  LET  us  rise  and  go  to  Zion's  hill, 
Where  all  the  peace  and  glory  dwell, 
And  sit  and  sing  to  God  our  King, 
And  praise  his  name  forevermore. 

GHORUS. 

Til  march  to*  Canaan'1  s  land, 
rtliandon  Canaan  s  shore? 


80 

Where  pleasures  never  end, 
And  troubles  come  no  more  ; 
I'll  go  and  see  what  joys  are  there, 

2  Fare  you  well,  my  friends,  I  must  be  gone, 
1  have  no  home  nor  stay  with  you, 

I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on, 
Till  I  a  better  world  can  view. 
I'll  march,  &c. 
Farewell,  my  loving  friends,  farewell, 

3  Happy  80ul,  just  gone  from  earth  to  heaven, 
He  flies  to  distant  worlds  above, 

No  more  in  this  poor  house  of  clay, 
He  dwells  with  God  around  the  throne. 
I'll  march,  Sec. 
Where  pain  and  death  can  never  come. 

4  We  will  go,  like  him,  to  see  our  God, 
And  change  this  earth  for  heaven  above  ; 
Come,  dry  your  tears,  Christ  is  your  friend, 
He  came  to  save  poor  sinful  men. 

I'll  march,  &c. 
In  him  our  sorrows  soon  will  end, 

3  Travel  on  to  blest  eternity, 

Where  Jesus  waits  for  us  to  come, 
In  death's  dark  gloom  shout  victory, 
And  rise  to  vour  eternal  home. 
I'll  march,  Sfc 
Where  fear  and  change  shall  be  no  more. 

6  Golden  joys  above,  where  Jesus  dwells, 
Hie  love  is  full  to  i  -very  saint, 
Fountain  or  111-'  immortal  ttowe, 
Through  heavenly  worlds  without  restraint. 
77/  march.   $  c. 
All  >  mine,  If  faithful  here  betout. 


81 

HYMN  6s. 

Advice  to  youth  ;    or,  old  age  and   death   in   an 
unconverted  stale. 

1  NOW  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood, 
Remember  your  Creator,  God  ; 
Behold  the  mouths  come  hastening  on, 
When  you  shall  say, «'  My  joys  are  gone." 

2  Behold  the  aged  sinner  goes, 

0  Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endless  curses  on  his  head. 

3  The  dust  returns' to  dust  again  ; 
The  soul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Ascends  to  God  ;  not  there  to  dwell, 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  sinks  to  hell. 

4  Eternal  King  !  1  fear  thy  name  ; 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  1  am  ; 
And  when  my  soul  must  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  mansion  in  thy  love. 


HYMN  69. 

Christian  Union* 

3  ATTEND,  ye  saints,  and  hear  me  tell 
The  wonders  of  Immanuel, 
Who  sav'd  me  from  a  burning  hell, 
And  brought  my  soul  with  him  to  dwell, 
And  feel  a  blessed  Union. 

2  When  first  he  view'd  me  from  on  high, 
And  saw.  ray  soul  in  ruin  lie, 

He  look'd  on  me  with  pitying  eye, 
And  said  to  me  as  he  pass'd  by, 
With  God  you  have  no  Union, 

3  Then  I  began  to  mourn  and  cry  ; 
I  look'd  this  way  and  that  to  fly  ; 


82 

It  griev'd  me  sore  that  I  must  die  ; 
Salvation  then  1  strove  to  buy  : 
But  still  I  had  no  Union. 

4  But  when  my  Saviour  took  me  in, 
And  with  his  blood  did  wash  me  clean, 
'Twas  then  1  hated  ev'ry  sin  : 

And  O  what  seasons  I  have  seen, 
Since  I  have  felt  this  Union  ! 

5  I  prais'd  the  Lord  both  night  and  day  ; 
From  house  to  house  1  went  to  pray  ; 
And  if  1  met  one  on  the  way, 

I  always  had  some  word  to  say 
About  this  blessed  Union. 

6  I  wonder  why  old  saints  don't  sing, 
And  praise  the  Lord  upon  the  wing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring, 
With  loud  hosannas  to  theirJKing, 

Who  brought  their  souls  to  Union. 

7  Return,  backsliders,  come  away, 
And  learn  to  do  as  well  as  say  ; 

Be  careful  that  you  watch  and  pray  ; 
Come  bear  your  cross  from  day  to  day, 
And  then  you'll  feel  this  Union. 

8  We  soon  shall  break  all  nam  re's  ties, 
On  wings  ot  love  our  souls  shall  rise, 
And  shout  salvation  through  the  skies, 
And  gain  the  mark  and  win  the  prize, 

And  feel  a  heav'nly  Union. 

t)  Soon  all  the  saints,  now  here  below, 
Will  leave  these  climes  of  pain  and  wo, 
And  they  will  home  to  glory  go, 
And  then  they'll  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
And  feel,  this  heav'nly  Union. 

10  Then  we  the  glorious  Lamb  shall  see, 
Who  groan'd  and  dy'd  upon  the  tree, 


83 


And  spilt  his  blood  for  you  and  me. 
That  we  might  his  salvation  see, 
And  feel  this  glorious  Union. 

11  When  we  recount  life's  dangers  o'er, 
Review  the  labours  which  we  bore, 
And  see  ourselves  safe  on  the  shore, 
With  love  our  Conqu'ror  we'll  adore, 

And  feel  increasing  Union. 

12  Wrhen  countless  years  have  roll'd  away, 
Our  vigour  suff'ring  no  decay, 

We'll  all  as  one  with  rapture  say, 
We  still  remember  well  the  day 
Our  souls  first  felt  this  Union. 

13  Hail,  glorious  Jesus  !  reign  on  high  : 
'Tis  thou  that. brought  us  rebels  nigh  : 
We'll  shout  redemption  through  the  skj'? 
And  praise  thee  to  eternity, 

For  such  a  glorious  Union. 

14  The  host  xof  heaven  will  all  agree 

In  rapturous  strains  of  praise  to  thee, 
Shouting,  Eternal  glory  be 
To  Three  in  One,  and  One  in  Three, 
For  such  an  endless  Union. 


HYMN   70. 
Walking  ivith  God. 

1  O  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 


84 


3  What  peaceful  hours  I  then  enjoy'd  r 

How  sweet  their  mem'ry  still  ! 
But  now  I  rind  an  arhing  void, 
The  world  can  never  nil. 

4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest  ! 
1  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

G  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 
Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 


HYMN  71. 

The  voice  of  free  grace. 

*  The  voice  of  free  grace,  cries,  escape  to  the  mountain, 
For  Adam's  lost  race,  Christ  has  open'd  a  fountain, 
For  sin,  and  transgression,  and  every  pollution  ; 
The  blood  flows  most  freely  in  streams  of  salvation. 

Hallelujah  to  the  Lamb  ivho  has  blessed  us  with  pardon, 
And  we'll  praise  him  again  ivhen  ive  pass  over  Jordan. 

2  This  fountain  so  clear,  in  which  all  may  find  pardon, 
From  Jesus's  side  flows  a  plenteous  redemption  ; 
Though  your  sins  we  <e  as  great  and  high  as  a  mountain, 
The  blood  it  flows  freely,  in  streams  of  salvation. 

Hallelujah,  £5*c- 

3  O  Jesus,  ride  on  !  thy  kingdom  is  glorious ; 

Over  sin.  death,  and  hell  thou  wilt  make  us  victorious  : 
Thy  name  shall  be  prais'd  in  the  great  congregation, 
And  saints  shall  delight  in  ascribing  salvation. 
Hallelujah,  tfc. 


85 


4  When  on  Zion  we  stand,  having-  gain'd  the  blest  shore, 
With  our  harps  in  our  hands,  we  will  praise  evermore  ; 
We'll  range  the  blest  fields,  on  the  banks  of  the  river, 
And  sing"  hallelujah  forever  and  ever. 
Hallelujah,  Zfc. 

•  i 

HYMN  72. 

Come  and  welcome  to  Jesus  Christ. 

1  COME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched, 

Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore; 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you, 

Full  of  pity  join'd  with  power  : 
He  is  able, 
He  is  willing  :  Doubt  no  more  ! 

2  Come,  ye  thirsty,  come,  and  welcome  ; 

God's  free  bounty  glorify  : 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 

Every  grace  that  brings  us  nigh — 
Without  money, 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  linger, 

Nor  of  tituess  fondly  dream  ; 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth, 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him  : 
This  he  gives  you  ; 
'Tis  his  Spirit's  rising  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy  laden, 

Lost  and  ruin'd  by  the  fall  ! 
If  you  tarry  till  you're   better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all  : 
Not  the  righteous, 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  View  him  prostrate  in  the  garden  ; 

On  the  ground  your  Maker  lies  ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him  ; 
Hear  him  cry,  before  he  dies, 
H 


/ 


86 

"  It  is  Finished  ;" 

Sinner,  will  not  this  suffice? 

6  Lo,  th'  incarnate  God  ascended, 

Pleads  the  merit  or  his  blood  : 
Venture  on  him,  venture  wholly, 

Let  no  other  trust  intrude  : 
None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  sinners  good. 

7  Saints  and  angels  join'd  in  concert, 

Sing  the  praises  of  the  Lamb  ; 
While  the  blissful  seats  of  heaven 

Sweetly  echo  with  his  name. 
Hallelujah  ! 
Sinners  here  may  sing  the  same, 


HYMN  73. 

Consolation  of  Israel. 

1  COME,  thou  long-expected  Jesus, 

Born  to  set  thy  people  free, 
From  our  fears  and  sins  release  us, 
Let  us  rand  our  rest  in  thee. 

2  Israel's  strength  and  consolation, 

Hope  of  all  the  saints  thou  art, 
Dear  desire  of  every  nation, 
Joy  of  every  longing  heart. 

3  Born,  thy  people  to  deliver, 

Born  a  child  and  yet  a  King, 
Born  to  reign  in  us  forever. 

Now  thy  gracious  kingdom  bring, 

4  By  thine  own  eternal  Spirit 

Rule  in  all  our  hearts  alone  ; 
By  thine  all  sufficient  merit 

Raise  us  to  thy  glorious  throne. 


87 

HYMN  74. 

The  weary  traveller* 

1  COME,  all  ye  weary  travellers, 

Now  let  us  join  and  sing 
The  everlasting  praises 

Of  Jesus  our  great  King. 
We've  had  a  tedious  journey, 

And  tiresome  it  is  true ; 
But  see  how  many  dangers 

The  Lord  has  brought  us  through  ! 

2  At  first  when  Jesus  found  us, 

He  call'd  us  unto  him, 
And  pointed  out  the  danger 

Of  falling  into  sin. 
The  world,  the  flesh  and  satan, 

Would  prove  a  hurtful  snare, 
Unless  we  did  reject  them 

By  faith  and  humble  prayer. 

3  But  by  our  disobedience, 

With  sorrow  we  confess, 
We  have  had  long  to  wander 

In  a  dark  wilderness  ; 
Where  we  might  long  have  fainted, 

In  that  enchanted  ground, 
But  now  and  then  a  cluster 

Of  pleasant  grapes  we  found. 

4  The  pleasant  fruits  of  Canaan 

Give  life,  and  joy,  and  peace, 
Revive  our  drooping  spirits, 

And  love  and  strength  increase  : 
To  own  our  Lord  and  Master, 

And  run  at  his  command, 
And  hasten  on  our  journey, 

Unto  the  promised  land. 

5  In  faith,  and  hope,  and  patience, 

x  We  often  do  rejoice, 


88 


And  Jesus  and  his  people 
Forever  are  our  choice. 

In  peace  and  consolation 
Wei  now  are  going  on, 

The  pleasant  road  to  Canaan, 
Where  Jesus  Christ  is  gone. 

G  Sinners,  why  stand  ye  idle, 

While  we  thus  inarch  along? 
Has  Jesus  never  told  you, 

That  you  are  going  wrong, 
Down  the  broad  road  to  darkness, 

To  bear  a  dreadful  curse  ? 
Forsake  your  ways  of  sinning, 

And  come  and  go  with  us. 

7  But  if  you  will  refuse  it, 

We  bid  you  all  farewell, 
We're  on  the  road  to  Canaan, 

And  you  the  road  to  hell ; 
We're  sorry  thus  to  leave  you, 

We'd  rather  you  would  go  ; 
Come,  try  a  blessed  Saviour, 

And  see  the  waters  flow. 

8  Now  to  the  King  immortal, 

Be  everlasting  praise, 
For  in  his  holy  service, 

We  long  to  spend  our  days, 
Till  we  arrive  at  Canaan, 

The  glorious  world  above, 
With  everlasting  wonder 

To  praise  redeeming  love. 


HYMN  75. 

Evening  hymn, 

1   THE  day  is  past  and  gone, 
The  evening  shades  appear  ; 


89 

O  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 
Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 

So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night, 
Secure  from  all  our  fears  ; 

May  angels  guard  us  while  we  sleep. 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise, 

And  view  th'  unwearied  sun, 
May  we  set  out  to  win  the  prize, 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past, 
And  we  from  time  remove  , 

O  may  wl  in  thy  bosom  rest, 
The  bosom  of  thy  love. 


HYMN  76. 

The  birth  of  Christ. 

1  MORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join, 

And  chant  the  solemn  lay  ; 
Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine, 
To  hail  th'  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heav'n  the  papt'rous  song  began, 

While  sweet  seraphic  tire 
Thro'  all  the  shining  legions  ran, 
And  tun'd  the  golden  lyre. 

3  Swift  thro'  the  vast  expanse  it  flew, 

And  loud  the  echo  roll'd  ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new — 
'Twas  more  than  heaven  could  hold. 
H  2 


90 

4  Down  thro'  the  portals  of  the  sky 

TV  impetuous  torrent  ran  ; 
And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night 

Lay  all  the  eastern  world, 
When  bursting,  glorious,  heav'nly  light 
The  wondrous  scene  unfurl'd. 

6  Hark  !  the  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leads  the  song  : 
Good  will  and  peace  are  heard  throughout 
Th'  harmonious,  heav'nly  throng. 

[7  Hail,  Prince  of  life,  forever  hail ! 
Redeemer,  brother,  friend  ! 
Tho'  earth,  and  time,  and  life  should  fail, 
Thy  praise  shall  never  end.] 


HYMN  77- 

Brotherly  love. 

1   KINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 
A  hearty  welcome  here  receive; 
May  we  together  now  partake 
The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

<2  To  vou  and  me  by  grace  'tis  given, 

To  know  the  Saviour's  precious  name, 
And  shortly  we  shall  meet  in  heav'n, 
Our  hope,  our  way,  our  end  the  same. 

3   May  he,  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 
Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above  ; 
Make  our  communication  sweet, 

And  cause  our  heart  to  burn  with  love. 

4  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 
When  christians  meet  together  thus  ; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him, 

Who  liv'd,  and  dy'd,  and  reigns  for  us. 


91 


5  We'll  talk  of  all  he  did,  and  said, 

And  suffer'd  for  us  here  below  : 

The  path  he  mark'd  for  us  to  tread, 

And  what  he's  doing  for  us  now. 

6  Thus,  as  the  moments  pass  away, 

We'll  live,  and  wonder,  and  adore, 
And  hasten  on  the  glorious  day, 

When  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 


HYMN  78. 
Love  of  Christ, 

1  TO  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name 

Awake  the  sacred  song  ! 
O  may  his  love  (immortal  flame  ty 
Tune  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue  ! 

2  His  love,  what  mortal  thought  can  reach  ! 

Wrr-it  mortal  tongue  display  ! 
Imagination's  utmost  stretch 
In  wonder  dies  away. 

3  Let  wonder  still  with  love  unite, 

And  gratitude  and  joy  ; 
Jesus  be  our  supreme  delight, 
His  praise  our  best  employ. 

4  Jesus,  who  left  his  throne  on  high, 

Left  the  bright  realms  of  bliss, 
And  came  to  earth  to  bleed  and  die  :■— 
Was  ever  love  like  this  ? 

5  Dear  Lord,  while  we  adoring  pay 

Our  humble  thanks  to  thee  ; 

May  ev'ry  heart  with  rapture  say, 

"  The  Saviour  dy'd  for  me  /" 

6  O  may  the  sweet,  the  blissful  theme, 

Fill  ev'ry  heart  and  tongue  ! 
Till  strangers  love  thy  charming  name  ; 
And  join  the  sacred  song. 


92 


HYMN  79. 

Eternity  joyful  and  tremendous. 

1  ETERNITY  is  just  at  hand  : 
And  shall  I  waste  my  ebbing  sand, 
And  careless  view  departing  day, 
And  throw  my  inch  of  time  away  ? 

2  Eternity,  tremendous  sound  ! 

To  guilty  souls  a  dreadful  wound  ; 
But  O  !  if  Christ  and  heaven  be  mine, 
How  sweet  the  accents,  how  divine  ! 

3  Be  this  my  chief,  my  only  care, 
My  high  pursuit,  my  ardent  prayer, 
An  interest  in  the  Saviour's  blood, 
My  pardon  seal'd  and  peace  with  God. 

4  But  should  my  brightest  hope  be  vain, 
The  rising  doubt,  how  sharp  its  pain  ! 
My  fears,  O  gracious  God  remove, 
Speak  mean  object  of  thy  love. 

5  Search,  Lord,  O  search  my  inmost  heart, 
And  light,  and  hope,  and  joy  impart ; 
From  guilt  and  error  set  me  free, 

And  guide  me  safe  to  heaven  and  thee. 


HYMN  80. 

The  Request. 

1  FATHER,  whatever  of  earthly  bliss, 

Thy  sov'reign  will  denies, 
Accepted  at  thy  throne  of  grace, 
Let  this  petition  rise  ; 

2  "  Give  me  a  calm,  a  thankful  heart, 

From  ev'ry  murmur  free; 


93 

The  blessings  of  thy  grace  impart, 
And  make  me  live  to  ihee. 
3   Let  the  sweet  hope  that  thou  art  mine, 
My  life  and  death  attend  ; 
Thy  presence  through  my  journey  shine. 
And  crown  rny  journey's  end." 

HYMN  81. 

Heading  the  Scriptures. 

1  GREAT  God,  opprest  with  grief  and  fear, 
1  take  thy  book,  and  hope  to  riud 
Some  gracious  word  of  promise  there, 
To  sooth  the  sorrows  of  ray  mind  : 

S>  I  turn  the  sacred  volume  o'er, 

And  search  with  care  from  page  to  page  ; 
CM"  threat'nings  rind  an  ample  store, 
But  nought  that  can  m     grief  assuage. 

3  A  ad  is  there  nought  ?   forbid,  dear  Lord, 
So  base  a  thought  should  e'er  arise  ; 

I'll  search  again,  and  while  I  search, 

0  may  the  scaies  fall  off  mine  eyes  ! 

4  'Tis  done:    and  with  transporting  joy, 

1  read  the  heavm-inspired  lines  ; 

There  mercy  spreads  its  brightest  beams, 
And  truth  with  dazzling:  lustre  shines. 

5  Here's  heav'nly  food  for  hungry  souls, 
And  mines  of  gold  t* enrich  the  poor  : 
Here's  healing  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  salve  for  ev'ry  festering  sore. 


HYMN  82. 
Difficulties,  in  the  way  of   duty  surmounted- 

Hinder  me  not,     Gen-  xxiv    5t>*. 
J   [WHEN  Abram's  servant  to  procure 
A  wife  for  Isaac  went, 

•  This  Hymn  may  begin  at  the  6tk  verse, 


94 

He  met  Rebekah — told  his  wish, — 
Her  parents  gave  consent. 

2  Yet  for  ten  days  they  urg'd  the  man 

His  journey  to  delay  ; 
"  Hinder  me  nut"  he  quick  reply'd, 
"  Since  God  hath  crown'd  my  way." 

3  'Twas  thus  I  cry'd,  when  Christ  the  Lord, 

My  soul  to  him  did  wed  ; 
"Hinder  me  not,  nor  friends  nor  foes, 
Since  God  my  way  hath  sped." 

4  "  Stay,"  says  the  world,  "  and  taste  a  while 
"  My  every  pleasant  sweet ;'' 
"Hinder  me  not,"  my  soul  replies, 
"  Because  the  way  is  great." 

5  "  Stay,"  satan,  my  old  master  cries, 

"  Or  force  shall  thee  detain  ;" 
u  Hinder  me  not,  I  will  be  gone. 
"  My  God  has  broke  thy  chain."] 

6  In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways, 

My  journey  I'll  pursue  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  ye  much  lov'd  saints, 
For  I  must  go  with  you. 

7  Thro*  floods  and  flames  if  Jesus  lead, 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  my  cry, 
Tho'  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

8  Thro'  duty,  and  thro'  trials  too 

I'll  go  at  his  command  ; 
Hinder  me  not,  for  I  am  bound, 
To  my  ImmanueVs  land. 

9  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home, 

Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 
Hinder  me  not,  come  welcome  death, 
I'll  gladly  go  with  thee. 


93 


HYMN  83. 
Secret  prayer, 

1  ALL  those  who  seek  a  throne  of  grace, 
Are  sure  to  find  in  every  place  ; 

To  those  who  love  a  life  of  prayer, 
Our  God  is  present  every  where. 

2  The  shady  grove  or  burning  plain, 
The  blooming  field  or  swelling  main, 
Alike  are  sweet  in  secret  prayer, 

For  God  is  present  every  where. 

3  In  pining  sickness,  rosy  health, 
In  poverty  or  growing  wealth, 

The  humble  soul  delights  in  prayer, 
And  God  is  present  every  where. 

4  When  Zion  mourns  and  comforts  fail, 
And  all  her  foes  do  scoff*  and  rail, 
'Tis  then  a  time  for  secret  prayer, 
For  God  is  present  every  where. 

5  When  some  backslide,  and  others  fall, 
And  lew  are  found  who  strive  at  all  ; 
The  faithful  find  in  secret  prayer, 
That  God  is  present  every  where. 

6  Come,  then,  my  soul,  in  every  strait, 
To  Jesus  come,  and  on  him  wait ; 
He  sees  and  hears  each  secret  sigh, 
And  brings  his  own  salvation  nigh. 


HYMN  84. 
The  presence  of  God  the  only  comfort  in  affliction. 

1  IN  vain,  while  dark  affliction  spreads 
Her  melancholy  gloom, 
Kind  providence  its  blessings  sheds 
And  nature's  beauties  bloom  : 


96 

2  For  all  that  charms  the  taste  or  sight 

My  heart  no  wish  respires  ; 
O  tor  a  beam  of  heavenly  light 
When  earthly  hope  expires  ! 

3  Thou  only  centre  of  my  rest, 

Look  down  with  pitying  eye, 
While  with  protracted  pain  opprest 
I  breathe  the  plaintive  sigh. 

4  Thy  gracious  presence,  O  my  God, 

My  every  wish  contains, 
With  this,  beneaih  affliction's  load, 
My  heart  no  more  complains. 

5  This  can  my  every  care  control, 

Gild  each  dark  scene  with  light, 
This  is  the  sunshine  of  the  soul, 
Without  it  all  is  night. 

6  Mv  Lord,  my  life,  O  cheer  my  heart 

With  thy  reviving  ray, 
And  bid  these  mourufui  shades  depart, 
Aid  bring  the  dawn  of  day  ! 

7  O  happy  scenes  of  pure  delight  ! 

Where  thy  full  beams  impart 
Unclouded  beautv  to  the  sight, 
And  rapture  to  the  heart. 

8  Her  part  in  those  fair  reams  of  bliss 

Mv'  spirit   longs  to  know    ; 
Mv  wishes  terminate  in  this, 
Nor  can  they  re"st  below. 

9  Lord,  shall  the  breathings  of  my  heart 

Aspire  in  vain  to  thee  ? 
Confirm  my  hope,  that  where'thou  art 
I  shall  forever  be. 

10  Then  shall  my  cheerful  spirit  sing 
The  darksome  hours  away, 
And  rise  on  faith's  expanded  wing, 
To  everlabting  day. 


97 


HYMN  85. 

Compassion, 
DID  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep, 
And  shall  our  cheeks  be  dry  ? 
Let  floods  of  penitential  grief 
Burst  forth  from  every  eye. 

The  Son  of  God  in  tears, 
Angels  wiih  wonder  see  ! 
Be  thou  astonish'd,  O  my  soul, 
He  shed  those  tears  for  thee. 

He  wept  that  we  might  weep, 
Each  sin  demands  a  tear  ; 
In  heaven  alone  no  sin  is  found, 
And  there's  no  weeping  there. 


HYMN  86. 
At  the  opening  of  a  conference  meeting. 

1  WITHIN  these  doors  assembled  now, 

We  wait  thy  blessing,  Lord  ! 
Appear  within  the  midst  we  pray, 
According  to  thy  word. 

2  May  some  sweet  promise  be  apply'd 

VVhen  we  attempt  to  read  : 
For  this  alone  can  give  support 
in  all  our  times  of  need. 

3  O  breathe  upon  our  lifeless  souls, 

And  raise  our  drooping  hearts  ; 
That  we  may  see  thy  smiling  face 
Ere  we  from  hence  depart. 

4  And  now,  dear  Sanour,  when  we  pray. 

Be  thou  thyself  >o  near, 
If  Satan  fright  our  trembling  souls, 
Thy  mercy  may  appear. 

I 


98 

5  Behold  thy  lambs,  and  bear  them,  Lord, 

Upon  thy  gracious  breast : 

Aud  gently  lead  inquiring  souls 

To  view  the  promis'd  rest. 

6  And  now,  O  blessed  Spirit,  come, 

We  long  to  "See  thee  move  ; 
O,  north  wind,  blow,  and  breathe,  O  south, 
And  fill  the  place  with  love. 


HYMN  87. 
The  pearl  of  great  price, 

1  YE  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu, 

A  nobler  choice  be  mine  ; 
A  real  prize  attracts  my  view, 
A  treasure  all  divine. 

2  Be  gone,  unworthy  of  my  cares, 

Ye  specious  baits  of  sense  ; 
Inestimable  worth  appears, 
The  pearl  of  price  immense. 

3  Jesus,  to  multitudes  unknown., 

O  name  divinely  sweet  ! 
Jesus,  in  thee,  in  thee  alone, 

Wealth,  honour,  pleasure  meet. 

4  Should  both  the  Indies  at  my  call 

Their  boasted  stores  resign, 
With  joy  I  would  renounce  them  all, 
For  leave  to  call  thee  mine. 

5  Should  earth's  vain  treasures  all  depart, 

Of  this  dear  gift  possess'd, 
'  I'd  clasp  it  to  my  joyful  heart, 
And  be  forever  bless'd. 

6  Dear  Sov'reign  of  my  soul's  desires, 

Thy  love  is  bliss  divine  ; 
Accept  the  wish  that  love  inspires, 
And  bid  me  call  thee  mine. 


99 

HYMN  88. 
At  the  meeting  of  friends. 

1  WELL  met,  dear  friends,  in  Jesus'  name; 

Come,  let  us  now  rejoice, 
While  we  our  Saviour's  praise  proclaim 
With  cheerful  heart  and  voice. 

2  But  ah  !  dear  Jesus,  Lamb  of  God, 

Send  down  the  heavenly  TDove  ; 

Thy  blessing  now  diffuse  abroad, 

And  warm  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  In  vain,  dear  Saviour,  here  we  meet, 

Except  thy  face  we  see  ; 
Thy  presence  makes  a  heaven  most  sweet, 
Whene'er  we  meet  with  thee. 

4  A  dungeon  shews  a  heavenly  dawn, 

When  there  with  thee  we  dwell  ; 
But  when  thy  presence  is  withdrawn, 
A  palace  proves  a  hell. 

5  Then,  O  dear  Jesus,  condescend 

To  meet  us  with  a  smile  ; 
Thy  Spirit's  quick'ning  power  send 
And  purge  our  hearts  from  guile  : 

'6  That  at  the  close  each  one  may  say, 
"  We  met  not  here  in  vain  ; 
For  we  have  lasted  heaven  to-day, 
Nor  could  we  more  contain." 


HYMN  89. 
Prayer  for  a  Revival. 
1  SAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation, 
Grant  us,  Lord,  a  gracious  rain  ; 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 
Unless  thou  return  agaki  : 
Lord,  revive  us, 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 


100 

5  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance 
Shine  upon  us  from  on  high  ; 
Lest,  for  want  of  thine  assistance, 

Every  plant  should  droop  and  die  ;  Lord,  fyc. 

3  Surely  once  thy  garden  flourish'd, 

Every  part  look'd  gay  and  green  ; 
Then  thy  word  our  spirits  nourished, 

Happy  seasons  we  have  seen  !  Lord,  Sfc. 

4  [But  a  drought  has  since  succeeded, 

And  a  sad  decline  we  see  : 
Lord,  thy  help  is  greatly  needed, 

Help  can  only  come  from  thee  :      Lord,  fyc» 

5  Where  are  tho>>e  we  counted  leaders, 

Fill'd  with  zeal,  and  love,  and  truth? 
Old  professors,  tall  as  ceda«s, 

Bright  examples  to  our  j outh  !      Lord,  Sfc, 

6  Some  iii  whom  we  once  delighted, 

We  shall  meet  no  more  below, 
Some,  alas  !   we  fear  are  blighted, 

Scarce  a  single  leaf  they  show  :       Lord,  Sfca 

7  Younger  plants — 'heS'ghi  how  pleasant, 

Cover'd  thick  with  blossoms  stood  ; 
Bui  they  cause  us  grief  at  present, 

Frosts  havenipp'd  them  m  the.  bud  I  Lord,  fyc. 

8  Dearest  Saviour,  hasten  hither, 

Thou  canst  make  them  bloom  again  ; 
OI»,  permit  them  not  to  wither, 

Let  nof  all  our  hopes  be  vain  :       Lord,  Sfc. 

9  L^t  oor  mutual  love  be  fervent, 

Mske  us  prevalent  in  prayers; 
L«'t  ea~h  one,  e^teem'd  thv  servant, 

Shun  the  world'*  bewitching  snares :  Lord,$fc. 
JO  Brenk  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 
Turn  the  stouy  heart  to  fles»h  : 


101 

And  begin  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh  : 
Lord,  revive  us, 
AH  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

HYMN—  APOSTACY. 

Will  ye  also  go  away  ? 

1  WHEN  any  turn  from  Zion's  way, 

(Alas  !  what  numbers  do  !) 
Methinks  [  hear  my  Saviour  say, 
"  Wilt  thou  forsake  me  too  ?" 

2  Ah,  Lord  !   with  such  a  heart  as  mine, 

Unless  thou  hold  me  fast, 
I  feel  I  must,  I  shall  decline, 
And  prove  like  them  at  last. 

£  Yet  thou  alone  hast  power,  1  know, 
To  save  a  wretch  like  me  ; 
To  whom,  or  whither,  could  I  go, 
If  I  should  turn  from  thee  ? 

4  Beyond  a  doubt  I  rest  assured 

Thou  art  the  Christ  of  God  ; 
Who  hast  eternal  life  secur'd 
By  promise  and  by  blood. 

5  The  help  of  men  and  angels  join'd, 

Could  never  reach  my  case : 
Nor  can  I  hope  relief  to  find, 
But  in  thy  boundless  grace. 

(5  No  voice  but  thine  can  give  me  rest, 
And  bid  my  fears  depart ; 
No  love  but  thine  can  make  me  bless'd, 
And  satisfy  my  heart. 

7  What  anguish  has  that  question  stirr'd, 
If  I  will  also  go  ? 
Yet,  Lord,  relying  on  thy  word, 
I  humbly  answer,  No  ! 
12 


102 

HYMN  90. 

/  will  not  lei  thee  go,  except  thou  bless  me. 
Gen.  xxxii.  26. 

1  LORD,  I  cannot  let  thee  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow  ; 
Do  not  turn  away  thy  face, 
Mine's  an  urgent  pressing  case. 

2  Dost  thou  ask  me  who  I  am  ? 

Ah,  mj  Lord,  thou  know'st  my  name  ! 
Yet  the  question  gives  a  plea, 
To  support  my  suit  with  thee. 

3  Thou  didst  once  a  wretch  behold, 
In  rebellion  blindly  bold, 

S<  orn  thy  grace,  thy  power  defy, 
That  poor  rebel,  Lord,  was  I. 

4  Once  a  sinner  near  despair 

S  >nght  thy  mercy-seat  by  prayer  ; 
Mercy  heard  and  set  him  free  : 
Lord,  that  mercy  came  to  me. 

5  Many  days  have  pass'd  since  then, 
Many  changes  I  have  seen  ; 

Yet  have  been  upheld  till  now, 
Who  could  hold  me  up  but  thou  ? 

6  Thou  hast  help'd  in  every  need, 
This  emboldens  me  to  plead  : 
After  so  much  mercy  past, 
Canst  thou  let  me  sink  at  last  ? 

7  No — I  must  maintain  my  hold, 
'Tis  thy  goodness  makes  me  bold  ; 
I  can  no  denial  take, 

When  I  plead  for  Jesus'  sake. 


103 

HYMN  91. 

The  grove  ;  or,   Christ  our  guide  through  death 
to  glory, 

1  GUIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim,  through  this  barren  land  ; 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand ; 
Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open,  Lord,  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow; 
Let  the  riery,  cloudy  pillar, 

Lead  me  all  ray  journey  through  : 
Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield, 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  ray  anxious  fears  subside  : 
Death  of  deaths,  and  hell's  destruction, 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 
Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 


HYMN  92. 
/  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives. 

1  "  I  know  that  ray  Redeemer  lives  ;" 
What  comfort  this  sweet  sentence  gives- 
He  lives,  he  lives,  who  once  was  dead, 
He  lives  my  ever  living  Head  ! 

2  He  lives,  triumphant  from  the  grave, 
He  lives,  eternally  to  save  ; 

He  lives,  all  glorious  in  the  sky, 
He  lives,  exalted  far  on  high  ! 

3  He  lives,  to  bless  me  with  his  love, 
He  lives,  to  plead  my  cause  above ; 
He  lives,  my  hungry  soul  to  feed, 
He  lives,  to  help  in  time  of  need. 


104 


4  He 
He 
He 
He 

5  He 
He 
He 
He 

6  He 
He 
He 
He 

7  He 
He 
He 
He 

8  He 
He 
He 
He 

9  He 
He 

O! 


lives,  to  grant  me  full  supplies, 
ives,  to  bless  me  with  his  eyes  ; 
ives,  to  comfort  me  when  faint, 
ives,  to  hear  my  soul's  complaint. 

ives,  to  crush  the  powers  of  hell, 
ives,  that  he  may  in  me  dwell  ; 
ives,  to  heal  and  keep  me  whole, 
ives,  to  guide  my  feeble  soul. 

ives,  to  banish  all  my  fears, 
ives,  to  wipe  away  my  tears  ; 
ives,  to  calm  my  troubled  heart, 
ives,  all  blessings  to  impart. 

ives,  my  kind  and  gracious  friend, 
ives,  and  loves  me  to  the  end  ; 
ives,  and  while  he  lives  I'll  sing, 
ives,  my  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King, 
ives,  and  grants  me  daily  breath, 
ives,  to  conquer  sin  and  death  ; 
ives,  my  mansion  to  prepare, 
ives,  to  bring  me  safely  there. 

ives,  all  glory  to  his  name, 
ives,  my  Jesus  still  the  same  ; 
the  sweet  joy  this  sentence  gives, 
know  that  my  Redeemer  lives." 


HYMN  93. 

Welcome  Cross, 

1   'TIS  my  happiness  below, 
Not  to  live  without  the  cross  ; 
But  the  Saviour's  power  to  know, 
Sanctifying  every  loss. 

%  Trials  must  and  will  befal ; 
But  with  humble  faith  to  see 
Love  inscribed  upon  them  all. 
This  is  happiness  to  me. 


I  OS 

3  God  in  Israel  sows  the  seeds 
Of  affliction,  pain,  and  toil ; 

These  spring  up  and  choke  the  weedss 
Which  would  else  o'erspread  the  soil. 

4  Trials  make  the  promise  sweet, 
Trials  give  new  life  to  prayer  ; 
Trials  bring  me  to  his  feet, 
Lay  me  low,  and  keep  me  there. 

5  Did  [  meet  no  trials  here, 
No  chastisement  by  the  way, 
Might  I  not  with  reason  fears 
I  should  prove  a  cast-away  ? 

6  Bastards  may  escape  the  rod, 
Sunk  in  earthly  vain  delight, 
But  the  true  born  child  of  God 
Must  not,  would  not,  if  he  might, 


HYMN  94. 

To-day. 

1  TO-DAY,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice, 
This  is  the  time  to  make  your  choice  ; 
Say,  will  you  to  Mouut  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no  ? 

2  Say,  will  you  be  forever  blest, 
And  with  this  blessed  Jesus  rest  ? 
Will  you  be  sav'd  from  guilt  and  pain  ? 
Will  you  with  Christ  forever  reign  ? 

3  Make  now  your  choice,  and  halt  no  more5 
For  now  he's  waiting  for  the  poor ; 

Say  uow,  poor  soul,  what  will  you  do  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 

4  Say  now,  young  men  for  ruin  bound, 
Amidst  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Come,  go  with  us,  and  seek  to  prove, 
The  joys  of  Christ's  redeeming  love 


106 

5  Youv  sports,  with  all  your  glittering  toys., 
Compar'd  with  our  celestial  joys, 

Like  momentary  dreams  appear  ; 
Come,  go  with  us,  your  souls  are  dear. 

6  Or  must  we  leave  you  bound  to  hell  ? 
Resolv'd  with  devils  there  to  dwell ; 
Still  we  will  weep,  lament  and  cry, 
That  God  would  change  you  ere  you  die. 

7  Young  ladies,  now  we  look  to  you, 
Are  you  resolv'd  to  perish  too  ? 
To  rush  in  carnal  pleasure  on, 
And  sink  in  flaming  ruin  down  ? 

8  Then,  O  young  friends,  a  long  farewell, 
We're  bound  to  heaven,  and  you  to  hell  ; 
Still  God  may  hear  us  while  we  pray, 
And  change  you  ere  the  burning  day. 

9  Once  more  I  ask  you  in  his  name —       » 
I  know  his  love  remains  the  same — 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go  ? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ  or  no  ? 

10  Come  you  that  love  th'  incarnate  God, 
And  feel  redemption  in  his  blood  ; 
Let's  watch  and  pray,  and  travel  on, 
Till  Jesus  comes  to  call  us  home. 

1 1  A  few  more  days,  and  we  shall  go 
From  all  our  fears  and  cares  below  ; 
In  shouts  of  triumoh  we  shall  fly, 
To  dwell  with  Christ  eternally. 


HYMN  95. 

Day  of  Judgment, 

DAY  of  Judgment,  day  of  wonders  ! 
Hark,  the  trumpet's  awful  sound,/ 
Louder  than  a  thousand  thunders, 
i    Shakes  tne  vast  creation  round  ; 


107 

How  the  summons 

Will  the  sinner's  heart  confound  ! 

2  See  the  Judge  our  nature  wearing-, 
Cloth'd  in  majesty  divine  ! 

You  who  long  for  his  appearing, 

Then  shall  say,  "This  God  is  mine!* 
Gracious  Saviour, 
Own  me  in  that  day  for  thine. 

3  At  his  call,  the  dead  awaken, 

Rise  to  live  from  earth  and  sea  ; 
All  the  powers  of  nature,  shaken 

By  his  looks,  prepare  to  flee  : 
Careless  sinner, 
What  will  then  become  of  thee  ? 

4  Horrors,  past  imagination, 

Will  surprise  your  trembling  heart, 
When  you  hear  your  condemnation, 

"  Hence,  accursed  wretch,  depart  1 
tf  Thou  with  satan, 
"  And  his  angels,  have  thy  part." 

5  But  to  those  who  have  confessed, 

LovM  and  serv'd  the  Lord  below  ; 
He  will  say,  "  Come  near,  ye  blessed, 

"  See  the  kingdom  I  bestow  ; 
"  You  forever 

Shall  my  love  and  glory  know." 


i< 


6  Under  sorrows  and  reproaches, 

May  this  thought  our  courage  raise  ! 

Swiftly  God's  great  day  approaches, 
Sighs  shall  then  be  chang'd  to  praise 

May  we  triumph 

When  the  world  is  in  a  blaze. 


108 

HYMN  96. 

Judgment, 

1  LO  !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending, 

Once  for  favour'd  sinners  slain  ; 
Thousand  thousand  saints  attending, 

Swell  the  triumph  of  his  train  : 
Hallelujah, 
Jesus  now  shall  ever  reign. 

2  Every  eye  shall  now  behold  him, 

Rob'd  in  dreadful  majesty  ; 
Those  who  set  at  naught  and  sold  him, 

Pierc'd  and  nail'd  him  to  the  tree. 
Deeply  wailing, 
Shall  the  great  Messiah  see. 

3  Every  island,  sea,  and  mountain, 

Heaven  and  earth,  shall  flee  away  : 
All  who  hate  him,  must,  confounded, 

Hear  the  trump  proclaim  the  day  ; 
Come  to  judgment  ! 
Come  to  judgment  !  Come  away  ! 

4  Now  redemption,  long  expected, 

See  in  solemn  pomp  appear  ! 
All  his  saints  b\  man  rejected. 

Now  shall  meet  him  in  the  air  ! 
Hallelujah, 
See  the  day  of  God  appear  ! 

5  Answer  thine  own  bride  and  Spiiit, 

Hasten,  Lord,  the  general  doom  ! 
The  new  heav'o  and  earth  t'  inherit, 

Take  thy  pining  exiles  home  : 
All  creation 
Travails,  groans,  and  bids  thee  come  ! 


109 

HYMN  97. 

The  harvest  hymn, 
THIS  is  the  field,  the  world  below, 
In  which  the  sower's  come  to  sow  ; 
Jesus  the  wheat,  Satan  the  tares, 
For  so  the  word  of  truth  declares  : 
And  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

To  love  iriy  sins,  a  saint  appear, 
To  grow  in  wheat  and  be  a  tare — 
May  serve  me  while  on  earth  below, 
Where  tares  and  wheat  together  grow  : 
But  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

Most  awful  truth,  and  is  it  so  ! 

Must  all  mankind  the  harvest  know  ? 

Is  every  man  a  wheat  or  tare  ? 

Me  for  the  harvest,  Lord,  prepare  : 
For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 

Then  all  who  tiuly  righteous  be, 
Their  Father's  kingdom  soon  shall  see 
But  tares  in  bundles  shall  be  bound, 
And  cast  in  hell,  O  !  doleful  sound  ! 
For  soon  the  reaping  time  will  come, 
And  angels  shout  the  harvest  home. 


HYMN  98. 
The  Saviour's  merit. 

]   SAVIOUR,  I  do  feel  thy  merit, 
Sprinkled  with  redeeming  love, 
And  my  weary,  troubled  spirit, 
Now  finds  rest  in  thee,  my  God. 

Glory  hallelujah,  praise  ye  the  Lord9 
Praise  him  in  his  bright  abode. 
K 


110 

2  I  am  safe  and  I  am  happy, 
While  in  thy  dear  arms  I  lie, 
Sin  nor  Satan  cannot  hurt  me, 
While  my  Saviour  is  so   nigh. 

Glory  hallelujah,  &c. 

3  Now   1*11  sing  my  Saviour's  merit, 
Tell  the  world  of  his  dear  name  ; 
That  if  any  want  his  spirit, 

He  is  still  the  very  same. 
Glory  hallelujah,  fyc. 

4  He  that  asketh  soon  receiveth, 
He  that  seeks  is  sure  to  find  ; 
Whosoe'er  on  him  believeth, 
He  will  never  cast  behind. 

Glory  hallelujah,  &c. 

5  Now  our  Advocate  is  pleading, 
With  his  Father  and  our  God, 
And  for  us  is  interceding, 

As  the  purchase  of  his  blood. 
Glory  hallelujah)  &c. 

<3  Now  methinks  1  hear  him  praying, 
Father,  save  them,  1  have  died  ; 
And  the  Father  answers,  saying, 
They  are  freely  justified. 
Glory  hallelujah,  Sfc. 

7  Soon  we  hope  to  sing  more  sweetly, 
At  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb, 
When  his  bride  is  dress'd  completely 
Fit  to  celebrate  the  same. 

Glory  Hallelujah,  fyc, 

8  O  what  shouts  shall  then  be  ringing 
Round  the  throne  of  God  most  high  ! 
And  what  sweet  melodious  singing, 
Then  shaLl  echo  through  the  sk^v  ! 

Glory  hallelujah,  fyc. 


Ill 


9  Glory,  honour  and  thanksgiving, 
Be  unto  the  Lord  our  King; 
O  let  every  creature  living, 
The  Redeemer's  praises  sing  ! 

Glory  Hallelujah,  Sfc. 


HYMN  99. 

Pilgrim's  farewell, 

1  PILGRIMS,  with  pleasure  let  us  part, 
Since  we  are  all  bound  up  in  heart; 
No  length  of  days,  nor  distant  place, 
Can  ever  break  these  bands  of  grace. 

2  Parting  with  joy,  we'll  join  to  sing, 
The  wonders  of  our  Lord  and  King  ; 
Our  distant  bodies  may  remove, 
But  nothing  shall  divide  our  love. 

3  In  vain  may  earth  and  hell  combine, 
To  quench  that  love  which  is  divine  ; 
It  will  not  cease  with  dying  breath, 
Nor  cool  when  we  are  cold  in  death. 

4  Now  join'd  in  love  with  Jesus'  name, 
Let's  part  and  fly  to  spread  his  fame  ; 
That  pther  souls  may  leave  their  wo, 
And  join  with  us  in  glory  too. 

5  And  O  !  a  few  more  days  and  years, 
Will  bring  a  period  to  our  tears ; 
And  we  shall  reach  that  blissful  shore, 
Where  parting  hours  are  known  no  more. 

6  There  shall  our  souls  adore  the  hand, 
That  led  us  through  this  desert  land  ; 
Lose  all  our  griefs,  forget  our  pains, 
And  join  in  everlasting  strains. 


1 1 2 

HYMN   100. 
An  address  to  sailors. 

1  YE  sons  of  the  main,  ye  that  sail  o'er  the  flood, 

VV  hose  sins,  big  as  mountains,  have  reach'd  up  to  God, 
Remember,  the  short  voyage  of  life  soon  will  end  ; 
Now  come,  brother  sailor,  make  Jesus  your  friend. 

2  Look  astern  on  your  life  !  see  your  wake  mark'd  with  sin, 
Look  ahe*d  ;  see  the  torments  you'll  soon  founder  in  ; 
The  hard  rocks  of  death  will  soon  beat  out  your  keel, 
And  your  vessel  and  cargo  will  all  sink  to  hell. 

3  Luy  by  your  old  compass,  'twill  do  you  no  good, 
It  ne'er  will  direct  you  the  right  way  to  God ; 
Mind  your  helm,  brother  sailor,  and  don't  fall  asleep, 
Watch  and  pray  night  and  day,  lest  you  sink  in  the  deep. 

4  Spring  your  luff,  brother  sailor,  the  breeze  now  is  fair, 
Trim  your  sails  to  the  wind,  and  those  torments  you'll 
Youv  leading  star  Jesus,  keep  full  in  your  view,  [clear  ; 
You'll  weather  the  danger,  he'll  guide  you  s:<fe  through. 

5  Renounce  your  old  captain,  the  devil,  straightway  ; 
The  crew  which  you  sail  with,  will  lead  you  astray  ; 
Desert  their  black  colours,  come  under  the  red, 
"Where  Jesus  is  captain,  to  conquest  he'll  lead. 

6  His  standard's  unfurl'd,  see  it  wave  through  the  air, 
And  volunteers  coming  from  far  oft"  and  near ; 

Now  s  the  time    brother  sailor,  no  longer  delay, 
Embark  now  with  Jesus,  good  wages  he'll  pay. 

7  The  bounty  he'll  give,  when  the  voyage  doth  begin  ; 
He'll  forgive  your  transgressions  and  cleanse  you  from 
Good  us*ge  he'll  give  while  you  sail  on  the  way,   [sir.  : 
And  shortly  you'll  anchor  in  heaven's  broad  bay. 

8  In  the  harbour  of  glory,  forever  you'll  ride, 

Free  from  quicksands  &  dangers,  and  sin's  raging  tide  ; 
Waves  of  de.^th  cease  to  roll,  and  the  tempest  be  o'er, 
And  the  hoarse  breath  of  boreas  dismast  thee  no  more. 

9  The  tarpolin  jacket  no  longer  you'll  wear, 

But  mb^s  dipp'd  in  glory  all  clean,  white,  and  fair ; 
A  crown  on  your  head  that  will  dazzle  the  sun, 
And  from  glory  to  glory  eternally  run, 


ll; 


HYMN  101. 

Rejoice  in  thy  youth. 

YOUNG  man,  indulge  thy  passion, 
And  lavish  out  thy  youth 
In  every  sinful  fashion, 
And  don't  regard  the  truth  ; 
Nor  fear  God's  threatening  ensigns, 
But  what  you  list,  that  do- 
But  know,  that  this  is  seed  time- 
There  comes  a -harvest  too. 

When  God  shall  send  his  angels 
To  reap  his  harvest  down, 
The  tares  he'll  bind  in  bundles, 
And  flames  shall  clasp  them  round  : 
The  pit  will  close  upon  them, 
Shut  up  in  keen  despair, 
And  not  a  ray  of  sunbeam, 
Shall  ever  reach  them  there.  ^ 

Or  are  you  at  agreement, 
In  league  with  death  and  hell, 
And  by  thy  great  achievement 
Are  sure  that  all  is  well  ? 
If  you  like  God  can  thunder, 
And  hast  the  keys  of  hell, 
I'll  own  you  need  not  wonder, 
If  all  at  last  is  well. 

But  yet  your  glass  is  running, 
And  vengeance  yet  doth  wait, 
But  soon  the  day  is  coming, 
When  it  will  be  too  late ; 
The  jubilee  is  sounding, 
Then  don't  be  found  at  last, 
God's  holy  Spirit  wounding, 
And  you  in  darkness  cast. 
K  2 


114 

Wisdom  has  spread  her  table, 
A  dying  Saviour's  love, 
The  feast  is  not  a  fable, 
By  coming  we  may  prove  ; 
It  leads  to  living  fountains, 
Of  overflowing  grace, 
To  Zion's  fragrant  mountains, 
Where  God  unveils  his  face. 

Then  come  receive  instruction, 
Ye  children,  and  be  wise, 
Before  the  wide  destruction 
Shall  sweep  away  your  lies  ; 
Lest  you  have  this  lamenting, 
When  in  your  ruin'd  state, 
I  have  delay'd  repenting, 
And  now  it  is  too  late. 


HYMN  102. 

Redeeming  Love. 

1  NOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name  ; 

Ye,  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  lcve. 

2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  you  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears, 

-See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Cancell'd  by  redeeming  love. 

4  Ye,  alas  !  who  long  have  been, 
Willing  slaves  of  death  and  sin, 
Now  from  bliss  no  longer  rove, 
Stop  and  taste  redeeming  love. 


115 

5  Welcome  all,  by  sin  opprest, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest ; 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  love. 

6  When  his  Spirit  leads  us  home, 
When  we  to  his  glory  come, 
We  shall  all  the  fulness  prove, 
Of  our  Lord's  redeeming  love, 

7  He  subdu'd  th'  infernal  powers, 
Whose  tremendous  foes  of  ours, 
From  their  cursed  empire  drove; 
Mighty  in  redeeming  love. 

8  Hither  then  your  music  bring, 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  string ; 
Mortals,  join  the  host  above, 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 


HYMN  103. 
Finished  Redemption. 
HARK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy, 
Sound  aloud  from  Calvary  ! 
See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 
Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky  ! 
"  It  is  finished  !n 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry  ! 

It  is  finish'd  !    O  what  pleasure 
Do  these  charming  words  afford  ! 
Heavenly  blessings  without  measure, 
Flow  "to  us  from  Christ  the  Lord. 
It  is  finish'd  ! 
Saints,  the  dying  word  record. 

Finish'd  ail  the  types  and  shadows 
Of  the  ceremonial  law  i 


116 

Finish'd  all  that  God  had  promised ; 
Death  aud  hell  no  more  shall  awe. 
It  is  finish'd  ! 
Saints  from  hence  your  comforts  draw. 

4  [Happy  souls,  approach  the  table. 
Taste  the  soul's  reviving  food  ; 
Nothing's  half  so  sweet  and  pleasant 
As  the  Saviour's  flesh  and  blood. 

It  is  finish'd  ! 
Christ  has  borne  the  heavy  load.] 

5  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  ; 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heaven, 
Join  to  praise  Emanuel's  name  ! 

Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 


HYMN  104. 
The  successful  resolve, 

1  COME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast, 

A  thousand  thoughts  revolve, 
Come,  with  your  guilt  and  fear  opprest, 
And   make  this  last  resolve  : 

2  "  I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sin 

*'  Hath  like  a  mountain  rose  ; 
"  I  know  his  courts,   I'll  enter  in, 
*'  Whatever  may  oppose. 

3  "Prostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

"  And  there  my  guilt  confess  ; 

"  I'll  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone, 

"  Without  his  sov'reign  grace. 

4  u  I'll  to  the  gracious  King  approach, 

"  Whose  sceptre  pardon  gives  ; 
M  Perhaps  he  may  command  my  touch, 
"  And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 


117 

5  "  Perhaps  he  will  admit  ray  pi  a, 

"  Perhaps  will  hear  my  prayer  ; 
*«  But  if  1  perish,  1  will  pray, 
"  And  perish  only  there. 

6  "  I  can  but  perish,  if  I  go 

"  I  am  resoiv'd  to  try  ; 
"  For  if  I  stay  away,  1  know 
"  I  must  forever  die." 


HYMN   105. 

A  prayer  for  the   heathen, 

[This  and  the  following  hymn  were  composed  by  Mr. 
Hough  while  on  his  passage  to  India,  and  were  lately 
received  by  the  compiler.] 

1  O  !   WHEJN  shall  Zion  rise, 
And  all  her  foes  retire, 

All  nations  lift  their  eyes, 
And  after  truth  aspire  ! 

Let  India's  realm 

Thy  gospel  hear, 

Thy  truth  revere, 

And  biess  thy  name,; 

2  When  will  the  idol  x 
At  Jesus'  presence  move* 

And  cruelty's  abodes 
Overflow  with  pard'ning  love  ? 
Let  India's  rearm,  &c'. 

3  When  shall  the  angel  fly, 
His  hoiy  course  foretold, 
In  view  of  every  eye 
The  gospel  wide  unfold  ? 

Let  India's  realm,  &c. 

4  Lord,  let  it  not  be  long, 
Ere  comes  the  happy  day, 
When  every  voice  and  tongue 
Shall  chant  some  hallo w'd  lay. 


118 

Let  India's  realm 
Thy  gospel  hear, 
Thy  truth  revere, 
And  bless  thy  name. 


HYMN   106. 
The  disciples  waking  Christ  from  sleep, 

1  THE  vessel  rides  before  the  storm, 

And  ploughs  the  foaming  deep  ; 
The  weak  disciples  in  alarm, 
Behold  their  Lord  asleep. 

2  The  Lord,  who  walks  upon  the  wind, 

And  traverses  the  wave, 
To  sweet  composure  is  resigned, 
But  yet  has  power  to  save. 

3  His  fearful  children  to  him  fly, 

Surcharg'd  with  wild  despair  ; 
And  in  distress  they  loudly  cry, 
For  us  hast  thou  no  care  ? 

4  He  rises  then  in  godlike  form, 

Rebukes  their  unbelief; 
He  speaks,  and  stills  the  threat'ning  storm, 
And  gives  their  hearts  relief. 


HYMN  107. 

It  is  finished.       \ 
'TIS  finish'd  !  so  the  Saviour  cry'd, 
And  raepkly  bow'd  his  head,  and  died  ; 
'Tis  finish'd. ..yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

'Tis  finish'd...  all  that  heaven  decreed, 
And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said, 
Is  now  fulfill'd,  as  was  desi^n'd, 
In  me,  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 


119 

3  'Tis  finish'd.. .Aaron  now  no  more 
Must  stain  his  robes  with  purple  gore  ; 
The  sacred  veil  is  rent  in  twain, 

And  Jewish  rites  no  more  remain. 

4  'Tis  finish'd... this  my  dying  groan 
Shall  sins  of  every  kind  atone  : 
Millions  shall  be  redeemed  from  death, 
By  this,  my  last  expiring  breath. 

5  'Tis  finish'd. ..heaven  is  reconcil'd, 
And  all  the  powers  of  darkness  spoil'd  ; 
Peace,  love  and  happiness  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

6  'Tis  finish'd. ..let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round  ; 

'Tis  finish'd. ..let  the  echo  fly 

Through  heaven  and  hell,  thro'  earth  and  sky 


HYMN  108. 

Parting  hymn, 

1  JESUS,  grant  us  all  a  blessing, 
Send  it  down,  Lord,  from  above  ; 
May  we  all  go  home  a  praising, 
And  rejoicing  in  thy  love. 

Farewell,  brethren, farewell,  sisters, 
Till  we  all  shall  meet  again, 

2  Jesus,  pardon  all  our  follies, 
Since  together  we  have  been  ; 
Make  us  humble,  make  us  holy,, 
Cleanse  us  all  from  every  sin. 

Farewell,  brethren,  Sfc. 

3  May  thy  blessing,  Lord,  go  with  us, 
To  each  one's  respective  home  ; 
And  the  presence  of  cur  Jesus, 
Rest  upon  us  every  one. 

Farewell,  brethren,  fyc. 


120 

HYMN   109. 

Parting  hymn* 

1  LORD  !  when  together  here  we  meet, 

Ami  taste  thy  heav'nly  grace, 
Thy  smiles  are  so  divinely  sweet. 
We* re  loath  to  leave  the  place. 

2  Yet,  Father,  since  it  is  thy  will, 

That  we  must  part  again, 
O  let  thy  gracious  presence  still 
With  every  one  remain. 

S  Thus  let  us  all  in  Christ  be  one, 
Bound  with  the  cords  of  love, 
Till  we  around  thy  glorious  throne, 
Shall  joyous  meet  above  : 

4  Where  sin  and  sorrow  from  each  heart, 

Shall  then  forever  fly, 
And  not  one  thought  that  we  shall  part. 
Once  intercept  our  joy  : 

5  Where,  void  of  all  distracting  pains, 

Our  spirits  ne'er  shall  tire  ; 
Bat  in  seraphic,  heav'nly  strains, 
Redeeming  love  admire. 

6  And  thus  through  all  eternity, 

Upon  the  heav'nly  shore, 
The  great  mysterious  One  in  Three, 
Jehovah,  we'll  adore. 


121 

HYMN  110. 
Dismission. 

1  LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  love  possessing, 

Triumph  in  redeeming  grace. 
O  refresh  us,  O  refresh  us, 
Traveling  through  this  wilderness. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation, 

In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound. 
May  thy  presence,  may  thy  presence, 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

3  So  whene'er  the  signal's  given, 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away, 
Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven, 

Glad  the  summons  to  obey. 
May  we  ever,  may  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 


INDEX. 


Page 

AS  Shepherds  in  Jewry  were  guarding  their  sheep  26 

A  debtor  to  mercy  alone         ....  27 

A  soldier,  Lord,  thou  hast  me  made         -         .  32 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross         ....  33 

As  Jacob  on  his  journey  went  40 

Arise,  my  dear  love,  my  undenTd  dove  60 

Attend,  ye  saints,  and  hear  me  tell  81 

All  those  who  seek  a  throne  of  grace         -         -  95 

BEGONE,  unbelief 22 

Brethren,  while  we  sojourn  here  39 

Beside  the  gospel  pool         -----        31 

COME  ye,  who  love  the  Lord  indeed         -        -        16 
Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing  34 

Come,  let  us  anew        ------     36 

Come,  and  taste  along  with  me  37 

Come,  all  ye  Christian  pilgrims  43 

Come,  brethren  and  sisters,  that  love  my  dear  Lord  64 
Christians,  if  your  hearts  be  warm  69 

Come,  friends  and  relations,  let's  join  heart  and  hand  71 
Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  wretched,  -  -  85 
Come,  thou  long-expected  Jesus,  86 

Come,  all  ye  weary  travellers  87 

Come,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast         -        -       116 

DEAR  Saviour,  we  rejoice  to  hear  75 

Don't  you  see  my  Jesus  coming  13 

Did  Christ  o'er  sinners  weep  -     97 

Day  of  judgment,  day  of  wonders  -                       106 

ETERNITY  is  just  at  hand  -      92 

Encourag'd  by  thy  word  -  -  45 

FAREWELL,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time  is  at  hand  75 
From  whence  does  this  union  arise         -  70 

Father,  whate'er  of  earthly  bliss  -         -        -        92 

GREAT  God,  opprest  with  grief  and  fear        -  93 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah        ...  103 

HOW  lost  was  my  condition         -         -         -         -  35 

How  firm  a  foundation,  ye  saints  of  tfie  Lord        -  38 


INDEX.  123 

Page 

How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours  5<l 

Hark  !  hear  the  sound  on  earth  is  found        -        -  56 

Hail,  sov'reign  love,  that  first  began          -          -  58 

Humble  souls,  who  seek  salvation  67 

How  can  I  sleep,  when  angels  sing  72 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy          -        -  115 

IN  songs  of  sublime  adoration  and  praise          -  34 

In  vain,  while  dark  affliction  spreads        -         -  95 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  lives        ...  10? 

JESUS,  at  thy  command                              :          -  51 

Jesus !  and  shall  it  ever  be         -         -        -         -  57 

Jesus,  let  thy  pitying  eye          -    *               -          -  65 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul 76 

Jesus,  grant  us  all  a  blessing        -  \     -  119 

KINDRED-m  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake         -        -  90 

LET  thy  kingdom,  blessed  Saviour  18 

Let  us  rise  and  go  to  Zion's  hill,  79 

Lift  up  your  heads,  Emanuel's  frieads             -        -  50 

Lo  !  he  comes  with  clouds  descending          -  108 

Lord,  when  together  here  we  meet          -          -  120 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing          -         -  121 

Lord,  I  cannot  let  thee  go  102 

MORTALS,  awake,  with  angels  join  89 

NOW  the   Saviour  stands  a  pleading  59 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood  81 

Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme        •        -        -  114 

O  HOW  happy  are  they          ....  5 

O  when  shall  I  see  Jesus          -          ...  6 

O  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  to  thee  I  submit        -        -  13 

Our  souls  in  love  together  knit        -         -          -  17 
O  what  a  glorious  mystery— wonder,  wonder,  wonder  52 

O  thou  in  whose  presence  my  soul  takes  delight  53 

O'er  the  gloomy  hills  of  darkness  77 

Oh  !  happy  soul,  how  fast  you  go         -         -        -  78 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God        -        -         -         -  83 

O  when  shall  Zion  rise        -        -        .        -        -  117 

PRECIOUS  Bible  !  what  a  treasure         -         -  27 

Pilgrims  with  pleasure  let  us  part        ...  Ill 

SEE  the  Lord  of  glory  dying,  11 

Sovereign  grace  has  power  alone  21 


INDEX.  124 

Page 

Shepherds,  rejoice,  lift  up  your  eyes         -          -  30 

Salvation  !  oh,  the  joyful  sound          ...  78 

Saviour,  I  do  feel  thy  merit          -  109 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation        ....  99 

THE  Son  of  Man  they  did  betray        ...  8 

Throughout  our  Saviour's  life  we  trace  10 

The  Lord  into  his  garden  comes  24 

The  fields  are  all  white,  and  the  harvest  is  near  -    29 

Thou  God  of  glorious  majesty         ...  49 

'Tis  a  point  I  long  to  know         -         -         -         -  61 

The  great  Redeemer  we  adore  68 

Thus  was  the  great  Redeemer  plung'd        -         -  69 
The  voice  of  free  grace,  cries,  escape  to  the  mountain  84 

The  day  is  past  and  gone          -          -        .          -  88 

To  our  Redeemer's  glorious  name  9% 

'Tis  my  happiness  below          ....  104 

To-day  if  you  will  hear  his  voice         ...  105 

This  is  the  field,  the  world  below          -          -  109 

The  vessel  rides  before  the  storm          -          -  118 

'Tis  finish'd  !  so  .the  Saviour  cry'd        ...  ib. 

UNCLEAN!  unclean  !  and  full  of  sin        -        -  62 

VAIN  delusive  world,  adieu         ....  63 

WE'VE  found  the  Rock,  the  travellers  cry'd        -  20 

Wand'ring  pilgrims,  mourning  Christians         -  42 

What  various  hindrances  we  meet        ...  45 

Wak'd  by  the  gospel's  powerful  sound,         -        -  47 

When  converts  first  begin  to  sing  5$ 
What  poor  despised  company        ....    66 

When  Abram's  servant  to  procure  93 

Within  these  doors  assembled  now         -                 -  97 

Well  met,  dear  friends,  in  Jesus  name  99 

When  any  turn  from  Zion's  way        -        -  101 

YOUNG  people,  all  attention  give        -        -  14 

Ye  glittering  toys  of  earth,  adieu         ...  98 

Ye  sons  of  the  main,  ye  that  sail  o'er  the  flood    -  112 

Young  man,  indulge  thy  passion        -        -        -  118 


// 


w& 


